"Ah Min, you haven't lived in that old house for a long time. Are you not used to it?"
"Do you need me to arrange for someone to clean up for you in advance and buy some household items?"
Jing Min didn't even look up.
"Need not."
Mo Sangyu bit her lip and took a deep breath.
"Are you waiting for a call from someone?"
"Why don't you rest for a while? You're not fully recovered yet, so don't overwork yourself."
Jing Min raised his eyes, his cold and intimidating gaze landing on her face.
Mo Sangyu quickly explained,
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to pry into your privacy. I just accidentally saw your phone screen... It really wasn't intentional. I didn't want to see any trade secrets."
Jing Min's eyes seemed shrouded in gloom, and Mo Sangyu inexplicably felt that he was angry.
Because she looked at her phone?
Her mind uncontrollably replayed the nickname on her phone screen—[Grandma].
Are they business clients?
Or an old acquaintance?
Her Chinese wasn't very good, but she knew that "aunt" and "grandmother" were both terms for elders in Chinese.
Two sets of elders?
That must be an even more respected elder?
No wonder he was unusually restless while looking at his phone.
The elders of the Jin family are inhuman and unworthy of respect; they were all humiliated and bullied by Jing Min.
But this... Chinese elder must mean something different to him, right?
To the point that Jingmin would worry so much that he could only wait for a phone call without actively disturbing or calling back,
It must be... the one he respects the most, right?
——
Airport terminal
The woman was standing in front of the self-service ticket machine.
She wore a khaki trench coat that accentuated her slender waistline, and the high collar highlighted her delicate and elegant neck.
A silk scarf with an oil painting pattern in the same color scheme was wrapped around her head, covering most of her hair, but her long hair, which fell to her waist, still looked as smooth as satin.
Sunglasses covered half her face, revealing only her delicate features.
Her nose was high and straight, and her lips were light in color, yet she possessed an undeniable cool elegance.
The hem of her trench coat fluttered slightly, revealing long, straight legs and a graceful figure. Her outfit was understated and simple, yet she was strikingly beautiful.
Her heavily disguised appearance is strikingly similar to that of a top female celebrity who travels discreetly.
It makes people want to turn around and stop frequently.
The beautiful woman was completely unaware that her understated and meticulous attire only drew more attention.
At this moment, she was frowning, her slender fingers tapping the screen impatiently, repeating the ticket collection process over and over again.
The delicate nail polish struck the glass screen with a crisp, uncontrolled sound.
When the "Error message" still pops up for the tenth time
Chu Wuyang finally took off her sunglasses, her eyes turning cold.
Why did something go wrong at the most crucial moment?
No way, what a coincidence!
Logically speaking, Jingmin should be comfortably enjoying her porridge in the hospital room, so it's impossible for her to realize so quickly that she's going to run away.
She has investigated carefully.
No one is following her.
Despite a slight sense of unease in his heart,
But she couldn't just turn back now, so she had to go to the counter and ask first.
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