Zhuo Junyue heard that voice, crisp and soft, and his mind exploded. Why did she come?
The next second, she had already run to his bedside.
Zhuo Junyue instinctively covered himself with the blanket, only revealing his head, his eyes somewhat fierce, staring intensely at Su Ningyan.
"You get out! I don't want to see you!"
Zhuo Junyue was very emotional, and when Su Ningyan heard him tell her to get out, tears streamed down her face.
"I won't go, I just won't go, Zhuo Junyue, you bastard... you bastard..."
The two of them were cursing each other out, it was the first time they had ever fought so fiercely.
"Quick, get her out, get her out! Ah Long, Ah Bao, are you dead?"
Ah Long and Ah Bao looked at each other, feeling a bit troubled, but seeing that their young master's face was very ugly.
"Young Mistress, please go out first, don't agitate the young master."
The young master's mood was getting worse by the day.