Qin Wan turned to look at her, tugging at the corner of her lip.
She spoke indifferently, "You're disappointed because he's the one you've been thinking about incessantly."
"Shaocheng."
At the sound, Su Qing's expression subtly changed as she looked toward her phone, her voice immediately becoming gentle.
Over the phone, Mu Shaochen's voice came through low and faint, "Wanwan, why are you with Su Qing?"
Before Qin Wan could answer, Su Qing interjected, "Shaocheng, Qin Wan invited me to her house."
"Wanwan."
Mu Shaochen called out again.
His tone carried a hint of disapproval.
Qin Wan's gaze landed on Su Qing's gently smiling face and spoke faintly, "Yes, I have some matters to discuss with her."
"Is there something that can't be discussed at the hospital?"
"I'm giving her something. If you're worried about how I might treat her, you can still call her back now. It's not too late."
Qin Wan's tone was tinged with light sarcasm.
