Chu Ge guessed right, Mu Lingshan was indeed standing at his door for quite a while.
Moreover, this period was unbearably difficult for her. She didn't know how many times she had called Chu Ge, but unfortunately, all she got in response was the "phone off" prompt.
Every time she called, Mu Lingshan's heart sank a little more, and she increasingly understood what it meant to be fraught with anxiety.
If something really happened to Chu Ge, she could never forgive herself.
Finally, there was a "ding" from the elevator, and seeing Chu Ge walk out from it, Mu Lingshan breathed a slight sigh of relief and quickly walked a few steps to scrutinize him up and down.
No missing arms, no broken legs, his clothes were neat, but his facial expression was somewhat odd.
