After breakfast, Xia Tianxing put down the utensils in her hand, checked the time, thought for a moment, and then stood up to speak to Yuntian.
"I still have to go to the office today, I'll be..."
Before she could finish, Yuntian immediately frowned.
"You're not allowed to go."
"But, my work has been arranged for today," Xia Tianxing couldn't help but murmur softly.
"Do you believe I'll make sure you never have work again?" Yuntian glared at her.
Thinking about this foolish woman insisting on dancing despite her injury, he wished he could keep her at home forever.
Is work that important? Can't he afford to take care of her?
His words were stern, but Xia Tianxing still discerned a hint of concern in them.
Pouting, she reluctantly sat back down and called her agent.
The assistant had already told her agent about her injury, and along with her relationship with An Ziqi, the agent didn't scold her but simply advised her to rest well at home and reschedule her work.
