Xie Youchen, standing in the doorway, froze and looked up.
The surroundings were dead silent.
Behind him, Chen Mi's pupils trembled. He didn't dare breathe, his eyes fixed on his boss.
When he had gone to deliver some documents that morning, he had accidentally seen the chat history between Xie Youchen and Jiang Qingli.
At the time, Jiang Qingli's message had been just as hesitant: "I just asked. The doctor said he can't get too emotional, so can we… wait until he's discharged from the hospital to tell him?"
Xie Youchen had stared at the message for a moment before replying, "Okay, I'll listen to you."
Although that was his reply, Xie Youchen's expression at the time had been cold enough to kill.
Chen Mi guessed that the Seventh Prince probably didn't know the two were together.
