Qiao Jing returned to the ward, just pushed the door open and stepped inside when her arm was seized by a distinctively boned large hand.
Suddenly, the hand pulled her forcefully, and she was dragged over by Zhan Qipei, pressed against the wall next to her, the room door shutting loudly behind her.
At that moment, Zhan Qipei was completely surrounded by intense joy, the smile on his face was the brightest ever in his life.
Seeing Zhan Qipei so happy, Qiao Jing knew instantly, the words she had just spoken to Wu Xirui, this man had heard every single word.
She raised her delicately painted eyebrows, feigning ignorance, "You heard what I just said?"
"Mm," Zhan Qipei nodded forcefully, his magnetic voice filled with a joyful smile, "I want to hear it again, can you say it again for me, please?"
Qiao Jing hadn't expected him to make such a request, and paused for a moment before playing dumb, "Say what?"