Xia Xin stared blankly at him walking out, then looked at Jiangli beside the bed.
His mind was filled with one thought.
What happened between the ancestor and President Fu today? Why did things progress so quickly between them?
Seeing Jiangli sleeping soundly, Xia Xin swallowed all his complaints back and quietly stepped out, closing the door to let Jiangli rest well.
When Xia Xin came out, Fu Shiyan had already left without a trace.
Only Fu'er was following behind him.
Fu'er saw Xia Xin and pointed towards the door, "President Fu just went out. How's the ancestor?"
Xia Xin scratched his head, "Not sure, seems like she's just sleeping. Anyway, it's good that the ancestor can sleep now."
Ever since they returned from Jade Mountain, Xia Xin had been on edge, always feeling that Jiangli's condition was very bad.
If Jiangli could get a good rest, it would be a good thing.
