Yun walked in from outside and looked at her, saying, "Young Madam, the Young Master is back."
Xia Xiaonuan replied, "I know." Why did he come back so early today?
Remembering the torment from last night, Xia Xiaonuan didn't want to see that man.
Yun saw she didn't move and continued, "The Young Master is looking for you."
"Looking for me?"
"Yes... you'd better go down, Young Madam."
Xia Xiaonuan frowned slightly.
What's Nangong Yaoling up to again?
After thinking for a while, she got up, "I'll go down now."
As she went downstairs, she indeed saw Nangong Yaoling sitting upright on the sofa, with a cigarette in his mouth, his handsome face looking serious.
Xia Xiaonuan walked down, impatiently asking, "Do you need something from me?"
Nangong Yaoling heard Xia Xiaonuan's voice and came back to his senses.
He instinctively extinguished the cigarette in his hand.
Her voice was still good, although her face was somewhat pale, the cold should be almost gone.
