Han Xi never expected that An Zihao would actually do such a thing.
"Sister-in-law, tell my brother to come quickly, I don't want to stay here for even a second."
"I know, I'll go tell him right away."
Just as Han Xi hung up the phone, Lu Jinghan came out of the bathroom, with his thick short hair still dripping water.
"Jing Han, An Tong just called, saying An Zihao has her under house arrest."
"House arrest?"
Lu Jinghan paused in his action of towel-drying his hair, and his sharp features immediately darkened.
Han Xi lifted the quilt, got out of bed, and walked to the wardrobe to get clothes for him: "An Tong said she wants you to pick her up quickly, she doesn't want to stay there."
Lu Jinghan took the clothes Han Xi handed him, walked to the bedside to change: "I might be back late, you don't have to wait up for me."
"Be careful driving."
"I know." Lu Jinghan buttoned the cuffs of his shirt with one hand, bent down, kissed the corner of Han Xi's mouth, and left.
