Qin Miaomiao was just carried upstairs like that! Her phone was left on the coffee table, still lit up, and Xiao Chen picked it up to glance at it.
Sure enough, he was a bit more handsome.
He sent a message to himself using her phone, conveniently photoshopping out a certain eyesore, and sent it to Ou bei Yao.
Ou bei Yao immediately called via video, his face filled with emotion, almost moved to tears.
"Xiao Chen, you... are you doing well?"
Ou Beichen glanced at his brother and said calmly, "It's okay."
"It seems Qin Miaomiao is taking good care of you, I knew I wasn't wrong about her."
"Uh-huh."
"I... I'll come pick you up a bit later."
Ou Beichen responded with another "uh-huh," remaining as reticent as ever in front of Ou bei Yao. However, the fact that he spoke a few words to him was enough to satisfy Ou bei Yao, which was better than not saying anything at all before. Qin Miaomiao indeed had some skills.
