Jiang Ning glanced at Wenren Zong.
Wenren Zong was lying silently with his face towards the wall.
All of his secrets had been spilled out by the women in his household.
How could he maintain his aloof image as Master Thirteen.
Seven or eight sisters were crowding around Jiang Ning. One caressed her hair, one patted her cheek, another attempted to touch her waist but was promptly stopped by Jiang Yi.
"Sisters, you can continue chatting with Master Thirteen, we won't disturb you. Let's go, sister," he pushed Jiang Ning's wheelchair as the two siblings made their collective escape.
Jiang Ning thought they were here to take Thirteen home, but unexpectedly, they came to visit in such a bustling manner but ultimately left together without Thirteen.
When Lin Zizi heard that her best friend was visiting, she specially came over to meet her, expressing her extreme guilt.
Madam Wenren laughed and said, "What's a slight injury to a man? Zizi, don't dwell on this matter."