"I'll be right there."
Wen Xin hung up. She looked at Mu Chengxi, who gave her a relaxed smile.
"There's no need to say too much. Don't worry about the surgery. Leave the sanatorium to me!" Mu Chengxi raised his hand to caress Wen Xin's head, his voice gentle.
Wen Xin was not used to this kind of contact, but she did not resist. She nodded gently and said, "Then I'll be leaving first."
She did not know what arrangements Mu Chengxi would make, but she was sure that he was safe. She did not know why she trusted him so much, but she was willing to trust him.
Even at this dangerous moment, she still believed in Mu Chengxi. There was no reason for that.
Wen Xin put on her coat and left the house. Mu Chengxi sat in the dining room without moving.