This Yu Lingqian frightened her, "Young Master Yu, Young Master Yu—"
Instead, the weight on her intensified—
She felt suffocated, constantly pushing at Yu Lingqian: "You, Young Master Yu? You're—you're crushing me, it's so heavy—"
But the man sprawled on top of her didn't move at all, as if he had passed out.
Mu Anran frowned and pushed him aside with all her might.
"Young Master Yu?"
Mu Anran leaned in and saw that the exposed part of Yu Lingqian's neck was all swollen and red.
A foreboding feeling surged within her, and she hastily turned him over.
"Heavens!"
Yu Lingqian's face, neck, and entire body were covered in a sinister red hue, his eyes shut tight, he had already lost consciousness.
"Young Master Yu? Young Master Yu?" Mu Anran called his name in a panic, but Yu Lingqian showed no sign of responding.
"Lu Feng, Lu Feng..." She suddenly remembered that Yu Lingqian had once given her Lu Feng's phone number, and quickly looked it up on her phone.