"An'an." Not far away, a man walked in from the entrance of the hospital. When Xu Anran heard the voice, she raised her head and looked over with squinted eyes.
Eyebrows, lightly frowned. She no longer had the same view she had in the United States. Since Jing Jing had come with Cui Yun to deal with Guan Jingyi and put him on Guan Lifeng's bed, Xu Anran did not believe that Jing Zhi did not know about it.
The two of them were friends when they were overseas, eating together during festivals. When he returned to China, she did her best to entertain him, but she never thought that she would actually receive his warm welcome.
"Why?" Xu Anran looked at Jing Zhi, his voice was cold, and his head was lowered as she wrote on the white paper.
Tan Qiuxu, who had only walked a few steps, turned his head and looked at Xu Anran.