Yi Qinghuan shook her head, "No, not really. I've been in the private room the whole time, didn't notice anything different. I'm just worried about Brother Yan and Brother Chi. They left early yesterday, and luckily I asked Loo Jinyang about it, that's how I found out Brother Yan got injured."
Hearing this, Bo Yanching glanced at her, showing no emotion, a slight furrow on his brow, keeping silent with pursed lips.
"You're only worried about Brother Yan?"
From the next bed, Yaen Chi sat up, rubbed his forehead, glanced at the dining table, and inexplicably chuckled, "You're quite considerate."
Yi Qinghuan looked over frankly, "I'm worried about you too. I bought breakfast for you, but when I came, you were still sleeping, so I didn't wake you up."
Yaen Chi kicked off the blanket, got out of bed, searched for his shoes, thought putting on shoes required socks first, which was troublesome, so he just pulled over Bo Yanching's slippers, wearing them to walk to the bathroom.
