879: C879 She Wasn't Very Good

C879 She Wasn't Very Good

He was the one who designed the apartment himself, and everything inside was arranged according to his aesthetic standards.

Out of all the houses he owned, this was his favorite one.

He wanted to leave the best for Mu Shinian, but in the end, she did not need it.

Bo Qian lay on the bed and raised his hand to cover his eyes. After a while, he got up. He lazily went out of the house and boiled the water. He found a bag of frozen dumplings in the fridge. He took two bites after he put down the dumplings. Then, he lost his appetite.

Maybe it was because he hadn't eaten properly for too many days. So at this time, his stomach was very uncomfortable, as if it had been stirred by something.

Bo Qian drank two mouthfuls of hot soup, but his stomach still didn't get better.

Bo Qian frowned and used one hand to cover his stomach. He forced himself to concentrate and went to find the medical kit. He took out the stomach medicine, swallowed two, and then collapsed on the sofa, his eyes empty.

The phone rang.

Bo Qian came back to his senses. He leaned against the sofa, opened it, and answered the call.

On the phone, a subordinate reported, "Young Master, Miss Mu still hasn't gone out for the past two days. Yesterday... Young Master Tang went to deliver a bag of food to her and chatted with her for a while. Miss Mu seems to be in a good mood."

Bo Qian hummed and was unclear.

His subordinate did not understand what he meant." Then, Young Master, do you still want to keep staring? "

"Yes."

After Bo Qian finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

He stared at the empty house with a complicated expression on his face.

In the end, it turned into a hint of bitterness that gradually spread in his heart.

Mu Shinian was indeed worthy of being called Mu Shinian.

She would never walk the path that others had arranged for him.

Unfortunately, it was a pity that he was still so nostalgic that he could not forget it.

Two minutes later, the phone rang again.

Bo Qian picked up the phone without looking at it. "What's wrong?"

The person on the phone was stunned for a moment and muttered curiously, "What's wrong with you?"

Tang Soong...

Bo Qian impatiently frowned. "What's the matter?"

Tang Soong exclaimed, "The wound on your back, is it alright?! Your housekeeper asked me to find you. "

Speaking of the wound, Bo Qian's expression changed slightly.

On the other side of the phone, Tang Soong said seriously, "You finally remembered, right?"

"Mu Shinian is also injured. Furthermore, you also know that once she starts to burn, it will not be so easy to recover."

"When I went to see her that day, I even brought her medicine. I also asked about her physical condition and she said that she was fine. But no matter what, you know her temper. Even if she was in so much pain, she would probably only reply that she was fine. It's fine. "

Bo Qian became even quieter.

Tang Soong sighed and said, "I wanted to tell you back then. At least wait until she gets better before chasing her away."1

Bo Qian turned off his phone.

He gritted his teeth and rubbed his sore back. He was in a bad mood.

Mu Shinian could endure the pain. Unless she really could not bear it, she would not compromise first.

She had always acted like a normal person and did not even bother to care about her wound. She also did not know how her wound was healing.

Bo Qian pursed his lips and tried his best to convince himself not to care.

However, the more he tried to persuade her, the more uneasy he felt in his heart.

There was no one else in the dormitory except for her. If something were to happen, no one could take care of her. Given her personality, she would definitely not seek help from others.

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