"Theoretically, Si Yiyi Hospital has always been funded by the Wang Family, it can be considered as their private property." Listening to Xiao Xian wanting to seek help from others and unwilling to utter a few soft words in front of him, there was a taste of discomfort in his heart.
"Then it's settled, Mr. Mao's home is here, thank you for driving me home," Xiao Xian hurriedly got out of the taxi as it pulled up at the alley entrance.
As soon as she got out of the taxi, the car drove away, but there was still one person left behind.
"Why haven't you gone back yet? The alley is very short, just a few steps away," Xiao Xian grumbled inwardly about Xuerou's previous chattiness. The light from the alley's entrance shone on Zhou Ziang's figure, casting a tall silhouette that overlapped with Xiao Xian's shadow, enveloping her entirely.
