The next moment, Qu Tan'er didn't want to waste any more time. She stood up, patted her clothes, and walked towards her target again, unafraid of death.
She confirmed the butler was busy in the backyard.
She confirmed Mo Liancheng was not in the mansion.
She confirmed no one followed or watched her as she walked over.
So...
"It looks, really looks very much like it. It's just like the bed in the master's painting." Jing Xin was stunned rigid when she saw the bed in Mo Liancheng's bedroom, unable to react for a moment.
"It's not similar, but it is the bed I was looking for. It's strange, though; I've been lying on it for so long, yet it still hasn't reacted at all. Jing Xin, am I still in this room?" As soon as Qu Tan'er stepped into the room, she jumped directly onto the bed and lay down again. Despite lying there for a while, the bed, which was supposed to react, was eerily silent.