***
Casually picking up her phone to scroll through social media, Mai Xiaomai unexpectedly saw that Lin Na, who hadn't updated her profile for a long time, posted: Paris, here I come!
Qiao Chutian showed this post to Mai Xiaomai, "Looks like she's making progress towards her dreams, no need to worry about her. Actually, she's quite talented in fashion design."
"That's good."
Mai Xiaomai genuinely hoped that Lin Na would do well.
The phone rang; it was a call from Qi Cong.
Speak of the devil.
Mai Xiaomai answered.
"Mai Zi, I heard President Qiao was discharged from the hospital, congratulations to both of you."
On the other end, Qi Cong's voice sounded slightly more composed.
Previously, his voice seemed somewhat frivolous, but now it sounded much more steady, giving the impression that he had matured a lot.
"Thank you."
Mai Xiaomai smiled and asked, "Where are you now? How is Xiaoshun?"
