After Beichen Rui hung up the phone, he stayed in the study for quite a while before getting up to return to his room.
He stared blankly at the little one sleeping soundly on the bed for a moment. Then he lifted his foot, walked to the bedside, and pulled back the covers to get into bed.
…
In no time, two days passed. Ye Xinluo and Lan Shan hadn't gone to work at the company for several days.
Beichen Rui hadn't gone to the company in these two days, so he didn't know they hadn't either.
In the afternoon, Ye Xinluo sat anxiously on the sofa, having had trouble sleeping well for several days in a row.
Her spirit was very poor.
During these two days, Gong Shaoyu had also been staying here with her, not going anywhere.
Lan Shan sat beside Ye Xinluo, placing her hand on Ye Xinluo's shoulder, gently comforting her, "Xinluo, don't worry, Jingxi will be fine."
Over the past few days, everyone's patience was wearing thin. They all worried that something might have happened to Jingxi.
