C366 Formal Discharge

Calm, light.

There was a special gentleness in his voice.

"Tang Beiyao …" Qiao Mu mumbled. Her head, which had been buried on the floor, slowly lifted. Following the source of the sound, her gaze fell upon the phone, and her eyes instantly became moist.

"I was a bit busy here today, so I didn't call you all day. Where did you throw your phone? "Then I'll call back later