After Wang Yuting left, Lin Yu stared at the closed hospital room door, and the forced smile on his face slowly faded away.
He sat on the hospital bed, his expression gradually darkening. A destructive madness gleamed in his eyes...
At the Mu residence, Gu Jiaojiao had just finished Mu Ziquan's acupuncture treatment. Before she could even wash her hands, she heard Mr. Mu call out from the doorway, "Jiaojiao, Shuo Ci is on the phone for you."
Gu Jiaojiao quickly walked out of Mu Ziquan's bedroom. A bodyguard was already waiting in the living room with a basin of water for her to wash her hands.
She quickly washed her hands and trotted over to take the receiver. "Shu Ci, what's up? Calling at this hour?"
"Jiaojiao, you're still at the Mu residence? In that case, don't worry about buying the motorcycle. There happens to be a motorcycle shop right near where I'm taking care of business."
