Early morning the next day.
Bai Rui intentionally went out early to buy white porridge and delivered it to the door of Wei Jia's room.
However, when she knocked on the door, she was startled to find that the one who opened was not Wei Jia, but Li Jing, who hadn't had time to put on a coat yet.
Her small mouth gradually opened, full of shock.
Immediately, it seemed like her brain was already imagining countless possibilities. She leaned closer to Li Jing and earnestly said, "President Li, rest assured, I definitely won't say anything about last night..."
"What won't you say?"
Just as she finished speaking, Wei Jia's cold voice came from inside the room, startling Bai Rui into silence, afraid to speak.
Shortly thereafter, Wei Jia, who had mostly recovered, walked out of the room and, upon seeing the white porridge in Bai Rui's hand, her expression softened.
She reached out to take the porridge and said, "I'm fine now. Tell everyone to depart in an hour as planned."
"Alright."
