บท 183: Freaked Out

"This is where Little Master can rest," the maid said quietly, stepping aside to let her enter.

Li Na nodded her thanks, stepping into the room. Gently, she laid Little Tiger down on the bed, taking care not to wake him. He stirred only briefly, his small face nuzzling into the pillow as she adjusted the blanket over him. For a moment, Li Na simply stood there, watching him, brushing a stray strand of hair from his forehead. 

She straightened, glancing around the room. Everything was perfectly arranged—minimalistic and elegant, yet devoid of any personal touches. It was as though no one truly lived here, and yet every detail hinted at a meticulous hand behind its design. Typical of Lu Jianjun, she mused, her lips curving into a faint smile.