Bai Yurou jumped with fright and said hastily, "Quickly deal with it. We can't let anyone know about what happened back then!"
"I've already sent someone to handle it, trying to get the doctor taken care of before those people arrive."
Bai Yurou, anxious and unsettled, hung up the phone. As one wave settled, another arose.
She paced back and forth in her room, grabbing at her disheveled hair, unable to calm her emotions.
Why was dealing with a Nan Qiao proving to be so hard?
…
Zhou Hongqi was tossing and turning all night, pacing in the living room with a deep frown on his face as if the sky was about to fall.
Liu Yanfang said, "Zhou Hongqi, what on earth are you trying to do? You're not even sleeping, just pacing around here. A servant coming out to use the bathroom almost thought they saw a ghost. Why don't you turn on the lights?"
Liu Yanfang and Zhou Jingya, both woken up and in their pajamas, were very unhappy.