章 1225: The Wedding (5)

"Master…"

Fan Men rushed over, he seemed to have something important to report to Lu Yeming, but he froze outside.

The door was ajar and he could see the scene inside.

Tang Mo'er slumped against the bed frame, her hair somewhat messy and she was innocent-looking yet charming nonetheless. Lu Yeming leaned forward, supporting himself with one hand beside her head as they were in an intimate, ambiguous position.

Fan Men's heart palpitated, his expression changed.

So he had guessed right.

That precious someone in Master's heart was actually her! Fan Men turned around, noticing the person who came from behind.

A string of steady footsteps was heard and a pair of polished black leather shoes were on the ground. Gu Mohan had come.