"You're heading to internal medicine?" Gu Xiaoer looked at Ai Le suspiciously, then glanced toward the corridor leading to internal medicine.
With a mysterious air, Ai Le nodded at Gu Xiaoer and then cast a meaningful glance at the silent CEO. Suddenly, she spoke, "Han Luoli, you only care about our Xiao Er, right?"
Ai Le's words were remarkably calm, even the direct address of Han Luoli was uttered with such tranquility and quiet.
Han Luoli narrowed his eyes, taken aback for a moment.
But Ai Le continued to stare firmly at the man, not the least bit intimidated by his deep, chilly gaze, "I'm going to check on that person, you don't have any objections, do you?"
"Eh? Lele!" Gu Xiaoer quickly caught on to what Ai Le meant and hurriedly tried to stop her. After all, the mischief for the evening had already been accomplished, and she felt quite satisfied.
"Whatever." Han Luoli nodded, truly appearing indifferent.
