Disrespecting me (1)
Although the wound on qu Huaian's forehead was deep, he applied medicine every day, so it healed quickly. As for his arm, it was not convenient for him to make large movements for the first few days, but it was better after a few days of rest.
Xie tingxi didn't let her go to the company, but let her recuperate at home. He even handed over Xie Yumu's work to the Butler.
She was only allowed to recuperate and not do anything else.
On Saturday evening, the Butler brought Mumu out to play, and qu Huaian was reading alone in his room.
There was a sudden knock on the door.
Qu Huaian put down his book and stood up to open the door.
"Sir wants you to go up," the servant standing at the door said.
Xie tingxi is back?
Qu Huaian's eyes flickered. As for going up, he naturally went to Xie tingxi's master bedroom on the second floor.
"I'll go now." She walked out of the room and went upstairs at a steady pace.