Bella's POV:
Twenty minutes later, Klein returned.
I looked at his leg and asked, "Klein, what's wrong with your leg? Are you injured?"
Klein laughed as he replied, "It's fine. It's just a minor injury."
"Is it because you kicked the door?" I stared at Klein's leg, worried.
Klein lowered his head, remaining silent for a moment. "The quality of your door isn't bad."
At this time, he could still joke. I said, "Hurry up and go check your bones."
"No need. I'm very strong." Klein said.
I didn't insist.
Then I asked in confusion, "It turns out that you're very familiar with Ella. Is Ella the friend you mentioned who owns an accounting firm?"
Klein fell silent for a moment. "Yes."
The world was too small. I didn't accept the job he arranged for me, but the job I applied for was actually the one he introduced to me."
"Was Ella the one who told you that I caught a cold?" I continued to ask.