Lou Xi was placed on the bed by Qin Mobai; her current condition still required bed rest.
"You lie down first, I'll go get a hot towel to wipe your face." Qin Mobai had pushed aside all his work these days to meticulously take care of Lou Xi.
"Okay."
Qin Mobai had just stood up straight when he heard his phone ringing in his pocket. He took it out and saw it was a message.
Without thinking much, he opened it, only to have several photos pop up—pictures of him and Li Ruolan at the exhibition hall.
It was too late to put the phone away; Lou Xi saw it.
"Lou Xi, listen to my explanation." Qin Mobai showed a bit of agitation on his face.
This was the first time Lou Xi saw such an expression on Qin Mobai, as if he was afraid she wouldn't believe him.
She was silent for a moment, not speaking, as if waiting for his explanation.
