Chu Jin felt somewhat uneasy under his sudden gaze.
Fortunately, he quickly averted his eyes.
Listening to their conversation, the taxi driver also discerned something, chuckling as he got into the car.
The car sped up and, before long, it smoothly came to a halt in front of an apartment building.
This was the closest apartment to the hospital among Mo Zhixuan's numerous properties.
Although not regularly lived in, there would be regular cleaning staff coming over to tidy up.
The two of them entered the house one after the other.
The light was switched on.
The sudden brightness made Chu Jin involuntarily squint as the man in front walked to the shoe rack at the entrance to fetch a pair of slippers, bending over to place them at Chu Jin's feet, his deep and chilly voice rising from below, "We don't have women's slippers at home, make do with these for a bit."
"Okay." Chu Jin took off her white sneakers and put on the black men's slippers.