Zhang Moyan held her breath and looked at Jin Xueyang intently.

Take him down... He who can say such bold words is worthy of being the powerful male supporting role in her writing!

"What should we do now?" Zhang Moyan was a little confused about the next situation.

Jin Xueyang picked up a box of blood swallows, looked at the instructions on the back, and said, "What to do? Eat it!"

Soon, the nurse completed the discharge procedures for Zhang Moyan. Before she left, Dean Geng came to see her off, reminded her to come to the hospital for regular checkups, and gave her his business card.

The effect of strengthening communication in the past few days has been good. The image of Dean Geng as a friendly and polite person has become more and more vivid in Zhang Moyan's mind. Coupled with the halo of "National Male God, Come Here", Zhang Moyan now has an increasingly favorable impression of Dean Geng.

Unfortunately, when Dean Geng came, Jin Xueyang went to the garage to put something away, and she missed the scene where the main wife and the supporting male partner met face to face in real life.

Let’s talk about it later!

Jin Xueyang drove his little Ford to take Zhang Moyan back to Yunshan Home. The two of them carried all the hospital gifts Zhang Moyan had received that week from the parking space thousands of miles away to the third floor, and they were so tired that they were out of breath.

Zhang Moyan opened the door and entered the room first. Jin Xueyang followed behind, carrying a carton of milk, four gift bags, and a large fruit basket. Without being asked, he slid into the room, placing his things one by one on the floor. He shook his painfully strangled hand, then turned to see Zhang Moyan, stuck in the door like a wooden stake, staring blankly at the shoe counter.

"What are you doing?" Jin Xueyang closed the door and came over.

Zhang Moyan turned her head, picked up a bunch of keys from the shoe cabinet and brought them to him.

"What?" Jin Xueyang was confused.

Zhang Moyan hung the keys in front of Jin Xueyang's eyes, letting him take a closer look. She lowered her voice and said seriously, "These keys are not mine."

Jin Xueyang looked at the key, then looked at Zhang Moyan, but couldn't understand what was going on.

"This belongs to Xiao Xingyu."

Zhang Moyan further explained in a very affirmative tone.

Upon hearing this, Jin Xueyang quickly rubbed his hands on his pants and took the keychain from Zhang Moyan as if he was handing over some sacred artifact.

"What did you say?"

"I'm sure this isn't my key. The only person who's been to this house this week is Xiao Xingyu."

Jin Xueyang's cheeks visibly tightened. These two keys looked like door keys. The plastic handles were shaped like military shields, with a bit of a design. The alloy bodies had unusual multiple rows of slots, and the material seemed to be better than ordinary keys.

Zhang Moyan's house has a combination lock and does not require a key. Her bedroom key is always hanging on the bedroom door, which is an ordinary ball lock. Jin Xueyang knows her office key better, and it is not like that either.

Jin Xueyang was stunned for a while, and then gradually revealed a smile that was not too presumptuous.

Zhang Moyan said it for him with a smile: "Can we go find him now?"

Jin Xueyang woke up from his daze and nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, this is really possible!"

As he spoke, he excitedly took out his phone and dialed Xiao Xingyu's number, urging: "This is Teacher Xiao's number! Call and ask, and arrange a time for us to deliver the key to him!"

Zhang Moyan was also infected by his excitement, so she took out her cell phone and dialed the number he gave her.

The call was hung up almost immediately after it was connected. This continued several times. Zhang Moyan speculated, "Busy tone. He must have enabled the "Reject Unknown Numbers" mode."

Jin Xueyang propped his chin up with his fingers and nodded. "It's possible. There must be a lot of media harassing him recently. He's probably set up a call blocker to reject unknown calls. It's okay, I'll call!"

As he said that, he called with his cell phone.

Sure enough, there was no busy signal when Jin Xueyang called, but the phone rang for more than 20 seconds without anyone answering. Just when Jin Xueyang thought the other end was about to hang up, the phone was picked up: "Hello?"