The stiff expression on Wen Xiangyang's face didn't go unnoticed by the person standing at the door. The person at the doorway looked at Wen Xiangyang, who was wrapped only in a bathrobe, a wound on his neck, her gaze was extremely cold.
Wen Xiangyang just stared at the person who suddenly appeared there, momentarily unsure of what expression to put on, nor how to respond.
She, who was being kept by Mu Lingqian, has just run into another woman who was also being kept by Mu Lingqian at the hotel. How should she react?
"Is Young Master Mu here?" The woman at the door asked coldly. Her eyes on Wen Xiangyang were not friendly at all.
Wen Xiangyang remained silent.
Even if her throat was normal right now, she wouldn't want to talk to this woman, let alone tell her where Mu Lingqian had gone.
This was the woman she had seen beside Mu Lingqian when she delivered a sweater to him last time.