Shenlian Yingyue was completely unaware of what had happened to the rich girl, and even if she knew, she wouldn't care. At that moment, she stood outside Jun Mu Jin's room.
It had been two days, and Jun Mu Jin still had not come out of her room.
On the nearby sofa sat a man whose appetite for the meal prepared by the butler had vanished, consumed by worry for the woman he loved.
"Hey, will she be fine?" Jun Mu Jin felt anxious, like an ant in a hot pot.
"Shouldn't I be the one asking you this question?" Shenlian Yingyue rolled her eyes at him. Of course, she knew that Little Tulip was fine because she had sent the Spirit Bee to check on Little Tulip inside her room, but she didn't want to tell this man.
For some reason, she thought she should teach him a lesson for what he had done. Yes, that day in the restaurant, he had actually used a teleportation scroll to bring the unconscious Jun Mu Jin to the butler's house.