Having arrived, Xiaojin went straight to the point and asked the question he most wanted to ask.
Actually, when Hu Xiaoyan had an accident, he did send a message to him. Unfortunately, in the end, he never responded. It wasn't until he came back today that he realized that the phone card had long been useless.
That it was useless meant the message had not been received. Not received, naturally he wouldn't know Hu Xiaoyan remembered nothing.
Xiaojin held his breath while looking at him.
However, he saw that the man sat down, took a sip of tea, and then frowned as he asked, "How did she fall?"
"Huh?"
He actually asked... how did she fall?
Xiaojin was startled by this sudden question and took a while to react before coming to his senses, "It seems... she rolled down the stairs."
"Stairs?"
