Mu Xiaojiu didn't know how long he had stood there, nor how long he had been quietly watching the figure on the bed.
Finally, after coming back to his senses, he turned around and walked to the coffee table.
He opened the laptop, immersing himself in busy work.
At this point, wishing for more... truly has no meaning.
Half an hour later, the phone on the table, which rarely received calls, suddenly rang.
He quickly picked up the phone from the table and glanced at the name displayed. It was Ye Hua calling.
Mu Xiaojiu glanced at Baili Xia, who was asleep on the bed, and pressed the decline button.
But this late, for Ye Hua to call, it was usually something important he needed to report.
He stood up from the chair, preparing to go out to return Ye Hua's call.
Little did he know, upon opening the door, Ye Hua was standing at the entrance waiting.
"Mr. Xiaojiu..." Ye Hua wanted to speak but looked inside the room and held back.
