"It wasn't me who pushed her, Baili Xia fell down the stairs on her own, it's not my fault."
Ning Anran used her last bit of strength to finish her words.
After that, all that was left was her heavy breathing.
This appearance would make anyone feel a pang of sympathy.
Unfortunately, the most crucial person, Mr. Xiaojiu, wasn't even willing to spare a glance.
Wen Yu nodded and said, "Alright, wait here, I'll go find Mr. Nangong and see if he can think of something."
She gently patted Ning Anran's head again, telling her to be patient and wait.
Then she stood up, without looking at her brother again, and walked out quickly.
…
Baili Xia woke up again the next morning.
That night, she slept very peacefully, and when she woke up, her head didn't hurt as much.
When she opened her eyes, she immediately saw another bed placed beside hers.
Zimo was lying on that bed, sleeping quietly.
