The door was knocked on once again, sounding rather urgent.
"Xi, go open the door. I'll go change."
Yan Xinxin gave Mo Chuxi a nudge and sat up with her hands supporting her. Once again, she felt the soreness in her arm.
She lowered her gaze and looked at her arm, which was covered with medical tape.
Did she get injured here yesterday?
She had no memory of it.
Yan Xinxin got up and walked into the bathroom to freshen up. As soon as she finished brushing her teeth, she heard the sound of the door opening, followed by the crisp and innocent voices of two little ones.
So, it was these two little ones who came.
Yan Xinxin smiled gently and quickly finished freshening up.
After washing her face, she raised her eyes and caught sight of her own reflection in the mirror. Suddenly, she froze.
Yesterday, Mu Qianshui's face, bloodied and battered, seemed to flash before her eyes. The pair of eyes filled with hatred, as if wanting to devour her, vividly appeared in her mind.
