[132] You cannot betray the young master.

Fuck, there wasn't a single part of her body that didn't hurt.

Her whole body felt like it was falling apart; even the slightest movement caused creaking sounds.

Ye Anqi frowned; the lingering scent in the air made her feel nauseous.

"Ya Shitian, get out here—" she yelled, her voice as hoarse as a broken bellows.

"Ya Shitian!"

The door opened and a maid walked in.

"Miss Ye, the young master has already left. If you need anything, you can tell me."

Ye Anqi gritted her teeth, "When did he leave?"

"He left early in the morning."

Ye Anqi forced a smile, "Come here."

The maid approached, puzzled, "Do you have any orders, Miss Ye?"

Ye Anqi glanced at the lady's watch on the bedside table, "That's for you."

The maid was stunned.

That was a limited edition Hermès watch, worth millions...

"Consider it a gift for taking care of me recently, take it and enjoy," Ye Anqi said carelessly.

The maid's face lit up with joy, "Thank you, Miss Ye!"