In the luxurious condominium.
Mu Xiaoxiao had just come out from the shower when Yin Shaojie took her place in the shower.
She curled up on the sofa, hugging a pillow to her chest as usual. In her hands was her phone, and she was using it to WeChat Lu Yichen, asking him why he didn't return to the hospital after his exam.
Because Lu Yichen couldn't type, he sent her voice messages — a rare occurrence.
"Actually, my arm's pretty much healed already, so I don't have to stay in the hospital all day. I only have to be careful of my right arm. The doctor also said that it was fine for me to go for a checkup once every few days."
Mu Xiaoxiao put her phone beside her ear and listened to his voice.
Even though his voice was deep and a little cold, it was still very magnetic, the type that could move the hearts of girls just by listening to it.