Guilty

Ning Mengmeng walked to the bed and saw that it was Mo Qiyan's call. She casually picked it up.

"Brother Mo."

Her voice was hoarse and nasal. Mo Qiyan frowned. "You still caught a cold."

Ning Mengmeng smiled. "Maybe it's because I've been in the water for too long. I just took the medicine you gave me."

"Mengmeng, if you can't, why don't you go to the hospital?"

Ning Mengmeng replied with a smile, "No need, it's just a cold, it's not that serious. But I'm just a little sleepy. I want to sleep a little longer."

Mo Qiyan frowned. "Have you eaten?"

"My assistant will bring it back for me later."

Mo Qiyan's brows never relaxed. He thought for a moment and said again, "Then rest first. If you feel uncomfortable anywhere, let me know."

Ning Mengmeng quickly responded, "Okay."

Just like that, the two of them hung up the phone.

Meanwhile, Ning Mengmeng was lying on the bed again. It was already past 6 o'clock.