"Nan, what are you doing standing here?"
Hearing Wen Huai's voice, Mu Nan turned his head towards the waist-holding Wen Huai, his resolute eyebrows furrowing slightly.
"What's wrong? Did you bump into your wound again?"
"No, I just stretched it inadvertently a moment ago. What are you doing standing here?" Wen Huai sat down on the sofa, took the glass of water passed to him, drank it, and then casually placed the teacup on the table, looking at Mu Nan.
"Oh, I'm waiting for Chu Yunxuan. She said she's leaving, and I thought, I'll take her to the airport in a while."
When Mu Nan heard Chu Yunxuan was leaving, his brow furrowed unconsciously, "How come? You said Sister Chu is leaving? Didn't she mention she would stay here for a while longer?"
"Yes, you've almost recovered, and I have to get busy. After you're done with your things, let's meet in Beijing."
Just then, a charming and gentle voice came from upstairs, with Chu Yunxuan carrying her backpack as she came down.