“Of course. I won’t tell you if she didn’t agree.”

Mo Yichen was complacent.

“I-I-I-I-I-I! I’m so happy that I’ll meet Xiangyan tomorrow. Am I dreaming?” Gu Yan was a bit incoherent.

“Aha.” Mo Yichen was amused by Gu Yan’s words.

Gu Yan seemed to think of something suddenly. She said sadly, “How is Xiangyan now? He can’t go out if he is still ill. Or…” Gu Yan bit her lips and didn’t finish her ...