Zhuang Yibo said that she went to the room to get something for her, but she didn't know what she wanted to get, and she still hadn't come down for more than half an hour.
Qianxing was on pins and needles, walking back and forth several times, and one time he couldn't help but ran upstairs, but only saw the closed door, so he had no choice but to go downstairs.
At six o'clock in the evening London time, her cell phone suddenly rang.
At this time, it was two o'clock in the morning in China, who would call her?
Qianxing's heart moved, and she quickly grabbed her phone. When she saw Huo Jinbei's name, she quickly picked it up, "What time is it now? Why are you calling me at this time? Aren't you going to sleep?"
On the other end of the phone, Huo Jinbei's voice was steady and clear, "I was just called up to collect two emergency patients. I looked at the time and thought you might not be asleep yet. Have you seen Yibo?"
Qianxing looked at the empty stairs in front of her and said slowly: "I saw it...it's just like I didn't see it."
"Is she still avoiding you?" Huo Jinbei asked.
Qianxing responded, and then said: "Can you believe it? She was avoiding me before with such a long distance, but now I am in the same house with her, and she can still avoid me——"
"The more this happens, the more it means something is wrong with her." Huo Jinbei said, "Don't be too anxious. You have plenty of time anyway. Stay with her and see what's going on."
"I want to, too." Qianxing muttered, "But I can't even see her now—"
Hearing her tone, Huo Jinbei couldn't help but chuckle, "Are you impatient?"
Qianxing was silent for a long time after hearing this, and then finally said: "Because I'm afraid... Yibo is not like this. I have never seen her like this... I don't know what she will be like in the future..."
"Take your time." Huo Jinbei said, "Time will tell you the answer."
…
At the same time, in the bedroom upstairs, Zhuang Yibo was leaning on Shen Wangjin's arms, his eyes falling in the direction of the door of the room.
Shen Wangjin held her in his arms, but his eyes fell on the side of her face.
Seeing her staring blankly at the door, he didn't say anything, just looked at her quietly.
What he said was just a casual statement, and he didn't expect her to agree.
After all, Qianxing is downstairs, how could she agree?
But she just agreed. Not only did she agree, she also let him... do whatever he wanted.
This matter was originally quite interesting, but at this moment, Shen Wangjin, for some reason, really lost his interest.
He let go of her and slowly sat up.
Zhuang Yibo came back to his senses and turned to look at him.
"Are you tired now?" Shen Wangjin glanced at her, "Aren't you ready to get up?"
After a while, she pulled the quilt to cover herself, responded in a low voice, and said, "Well, I'm a little weak..."
Shen Wangjin put on a nightgown and then said: "Then you don't plan to greet your good friends?"
"Anyway, the room is ready. Qianxing must be tired after flying for so long." Zhuang Yibo said, "Let her rest early after eating..."
"Are you asking me to send you a message?" Shen Wangjin asked with a low laugh.
Zhuang Yibo raised his face slightly to look at him, "Can't you?"
Shen Wangjin looked at her quietly for a moment, then smiled lightly and said, "Of course I'm happy to help."
After saying that, he stood up, opened the door and walked out.
Qianxing finished talking to Huo Jinbei on the phone and was sitting cross-legged on the sofa, lost in thought. She finally heard movement on the stairs. When she looked up and saw Shen Wangjin in her nightgown, her face instantly darkened, "Where's Yibo?"
"She's tired." Shen Wangjin walked to the wine cabinet and poured himself a glass of wine. "She wants to rest early."
Qianxing just watched him coldly as he walked up to her and sat down in front of her with a wine glass in hand. She couldn't help gritting her teeth and said, "Shen Wangjin, what did you do to Yibo to make her become like this?
"
Shen Wangjin slowly took a sip of wine, then raised his eyes to look at her, and said slowly: "I also want to know why she is like this. Why don't you help me analyze it?"