The sound of knocking and the voices of Chu Munan and Mu Shinian still lingered in her ears. Song Qiao lay on the bed for a moment before directly throwing back the covers, getting out of bed, and walking barefoot across the carpet towards the door.
When the door opened, the first thing she saw was Chu Munan's extraordinarily handsome face and Mu Shinian's still somewhat youthful face. Unsurprisingly, Song Qiao saw the so-called worried look in both of their eyes.
Perhaps because she had just woken up and hadn't drunk any water before, Song Qiao's voice felt a bit hoarse when she spoke, "Why are you here?"
Chu Munan stood with his hands in his pockets, back straight, his gaze falling on Song Qiao, whose hair was a bit messy and who looked still dazed from sleep. His thin lips parted slightly as he spoke in a faint voice, "We saw the news too, and came over to see if you're alright. Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?"
