The girl on the bed had her eyelashes tightly shut, like a soft doll, allowing him to pull and drag her without making any sound; she couldn't hear his low shout.
"Qiao Yongyong, wake up! Is it your doing that my engagement got canceled? What are you sleeping for! Everyone's here, scared?"
She still didn't move, her entire body limp.
He finally realized she wasn't pretending to be asleep and tightened his face, extending his finger to her nose, there was breath.
But unable to wake up even when called, she definitely wasn't just simply asleep.
Was she drugged? Or injected?
What on earth is going on?
At that moment, Aunt Xia knocked on the door and came in, tentatively asking, "Young master, how is this young lady?"
"What is going on?" Nie Yixiao asked with a dark face as he carried Qiao Yongyong away.
Aunt Xia hadn't quite gathered herself yet:
