Lin Qian put away her phone and sat on the edge of the bed, lost in thought for a moment.
Does Chu Yelin know where Mom is?
Where exactly is her mom?
And Fang Tong, she's vaguely seen the profile of a woman twice, could that be Fang Tong?
Her thoughts were flying until she remembered she still had things to do, so she hurriedly got up, ready to find Yin Moran.
Just as she reached the door, it opened.
Yin Moran stood at the door in a black silk robe prepared for him by the manor's butler, his tall figure exuding lazy sensuality.
He shook the medicine box in his hand, his thin lips parting lightly, "Qianqian, apply the medicine."
Lin Qian blinked, watching the man stride in with his long legs, couldn't help but smile.
Someone really can't forget about the medicine.
Watching Yin Moran sit on the sofa, his long fingers loosened the belt at his waist, revealing his firm and sexy chest muscles, Lin Qian's pretty face blushed.
"Put on your clothes first, don't catch a cold."