After finishing the call with Song Zhen, Shi Ying looked at his daughter with a pained expression: "Silly!"
Heather retorted, unconvinced: "Silly people have silly fortune."
"What kind of nonsense is that?" Shi Ying laughed in exasperation at his beloved daughter: "Silly people have silly fates!"
Zhenyuan.
As soon as Yunxi got off work, he headed straight upstairs to see his wife.
When he opened the door, he saw Qiao Yi lying softly under the covers, the room was dark, but there was a faint light coming from under the covers.
Yunxi smiled helplessly: "Sneaking a look at your phone?"
He hadn't banned her from using her phone, just suggested she shouldn't look at it much, for the sake of her eyes, during her recovery period.
Qiao Yi had agreed good-naturedly.
But, he thought, perhaps her recovery period was too dull, and she was secretly entertaining herself?
Qiao Yi quickly hid her phone under the pillow, smiling: "I just picked it up to scroll through my social media."
