Angel didn't understand what Jian Yanyan's last sentence and that laugh meant, but she certainly wouldn't let Jian Yanyan and Su Junhao get together.
Absolutely not.
Her gaze chilled slightly, and she tightened her grip on the thermal container before turning toward Su Junhao's ward.
Su Junhao was lying on his side in the hospital bed. When he heard the door, he thought Jian Yanyan had arrived since Angel had just said she was going out to buy porridge. As far as he knew, the nearest Porridge Restaurant was twenty minutes from the hospital, even by taxi, it'd take ten minutes. So a round trip would take twenty minutes. It's only been ten minutes, so it couldn't be Angel coming back.
He remained angry, with his back turned to the door, not speaking or moving.
Angel assumed he was asleep, placed the thermal container aside and sat on the sofa, continuing to browse her Facebook.
As a celebrity, she always paid great attention to it and kept scrolling back and forth.
