Chapitre 77: Chapter 77: Ten Thousand Alpacas Galloping Wildly_1

"Shaoxi."

Lin Shuangshuang, her heart aching, crouched beside him and tried to persuade him, "Shall we go see your Uncle Jingxi, okay?"

"No!"

Mu Shaoxi resisted vehemently, his little face taut with tension, tears soaking his delicate cheeks into those of a little calico cat.

"Does Shaoxi not like Uncle Jingxi anymore?"

Mu Shaoxi hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "Like Uncle Jingxi."

"Then let's go see Uncle Jingxi, just for a little while, okay?"

After much coaxing, the eldest grandson finally nodded, reluctantly agreeing.

West Wing.

The servant bowed deeply with fear and trepidation, "Madam, the eldest Madame."

Zhou Junyi observed the servant's expression and reactions intently and asked gently, "Has something happened?"

"Madam, just now... just now..." The servant stammered, not daring to speak.

"Speak."

The servant hung his head even lower, "Just now, the third young master was upstairs, trying to strangle Miss Qiao, and then... Miss Qiao fainted."