After Ye Linyuan left, Jiang Qingli wriggled around in bed for a while before getting up.
After washing up, Jiang Qingli first went to check on Baili Jing.
After some rest, Baili Jing was doing much better.
The color had returned to his face, which was no longer as pale as paper.
Jiang Qingli was relieved and brought breakfast to eat with him.
Halfway through their meal, Baili Jing's terminal started vibrating.
He glanced at the terminal and hung up without a second thought.
But the terminal vibrated relentlessly, one call after another.
Jiang Qingli asked curiously, "Is that for work?"
"Sort of," Baili Jing said. "It's not important."
Just as he was about to switch his terminal to silent mode, Jiang Qingli quickly leaned over and saw the caller's contact name—
Baili Chengyan.
"He still dares to call you?"
