"It's fine, don't worry." Mu Qiancheng reached out to gently tousle Jiang Xue's hair, not wanting to tell her about his own matters.
However, what he didn't know was that Jiang Xue was a sensitive person, and she had lived another life. Moreover, it wasn't a holiday for Mu Qiancheng, so how could he possibly not have to go back?
Recalling that afternoon when Mu Qiancheng's expression didn't seem quite right, Jiang Xue became increasingly worried. She directly pulled Mu Qiancheng back into the room, then entered the space, looking at him seriously and said, "Qian Cheng, it's very safe here, no need to worry about our conversation being overheard. So tell me, what exactly happened?"
Mu Qiancheng was stunned and looked at Jiang Xue for a long time without speaking. He glanced around and realized it was the same place he had entered before, the space Jiang Xue had told him about.
He hadn't expected Jiang Xue to bring him into the space just to ask him questions.
