She needed to ask what Beiming Han should be mindful of during the medical check-up today, whether he could have breakfast, and some other related professional questions.
Beiming Han stood at the bedroom door, leaving only a small crack open, listening to Gu Qingxin earnestly inquiring Bai Jingqing about various check-up details.
His heart felt enveloped by a warm sensation, a warmth he had experienced before, but only she could give him.
After Gu Qingxin finished communicating with Bai Jingqing, she hung up the phone, clutching her phone tightly as she descended the stairs.
Beiming Han closed the door, leaned against it with a smile, and a minute later, he went into the bathroom to freshen up.
When he got downstairs, Gu Qingxin was having breakfast and eating quite quickly.
It was only when he got closer that Beiming Han realized there was only one portion of breakfast on the table.
