After saying goodbye to Bao Nan, Jiang Tong turned the key in the apartment door.
As soon as she entered, she saw Xia Qiao sitting on the sofa, peeling an apple.
"Oh, Chief Prosecutor Jiang is finally willing to come home!"
Xia Qiao crossed her legs and looked at Jiang Tong with a teasing smile.
Actually, she had just come back from the hospital herself.
Jiang Tong threw the pillow she had just gotten onto the spot next to Xia Qiao, her face full of disdain, "Taking over my little nest and still so much nonsense."
"Tch." Xia Qiao curled her lips, "Where have you been fooling around? Your mouth is all crooked from smiling."
"No, do you still remember that junior from the debate club who used to follow me around all day?"
"I remember, what about him?"
"Turns out the little twerp actually likes me, almost gave me a heart attack." Jiang Tong gestured dramatically with her hands.
Xia Qiao twitched her mouth in exasperation.
She thought it was some earth-shattering news.
