The door was pushed open, and a voluptuous blonde beauty with a slender waist and sharp, delicate features walked in. Behind her, two servants followed closely.
"Miss An Xuexue!" Upon seeing her sudden arrival, the subordinate standing by the bedside lowered their head and greeted her politely.
The woman, however, raised her chin, glanced at the person briefly, and directly commanded,
"Leave. I need to speak with Yan Cheng alone."
Upon hearing this, the subordinate paused for a moment, turned to look at Yan Cheng, then left the room.
As soon as the subordinate had left, the woman eagerly approached the bedside, her face lit up with a cheerful smile as she looked at Yan Cheng.
"Young Master Yan, I'm here today to help you change your dressing!"
Her footsteps had barely halted when Yan Cheng's expression darkened.
The room's original atmosphere immediately grew suffocating with a sharp, overpowering fragrance that seemed to accompany her presence.
