Bo Jinghang looked at her with a smile and spoke into the phone, saying the size she had given. He hung up and returned to her side.
He placed the phone down properly, his voice warm as he said, "Sister has arranged for an aunt to come and meet you soon, but you can't shower for a week to avoid affecting the healing of the wound."
She hadn't bathed yesterday or today, and sitting close to Bo Jinghang made her a bit self-conscious. Was she supposed to stay this way for an entire week?
She discreetly sniffed her collar, and Qin Yiren secretly appreciated that it was autumn... Autumn?
Qingmei's face flashed with confusion. She looked at the falling leaves outside the floor-to-ceiling window and murmured as if in disbelief, "Jinghang, isn't it June now?"
She remembered clearly, the midterm exams were approaching.
