After all, the third young master has not been in good health recently, and his mental state is not great either, which worries the old master the most.
"It's okay, Butler, you should go to sleep first."
Hearing the response from inside, the butler felt reassured and returned to his room.
Qiao Junzhen turned on the light and saw indeed that there was a hand outside the window, seemingly belonging to a woman.
He could be sure that this was a person, thinking about it over and again. He took an umbrella from the house and opened the door.
The rain was fine and dense, with a faint mist covering everything. Qiao Junzhen squinted and saw a woman lying not far away, her face down, the whole person sprawled on the ground, shivering in the cool air, indicating she was alive.
"Who are you?"
This voice sounded above her head, and An Yuqian trembled all over, slowly raising her head.
