What is this guy up to?
Clearly the juice is meant for Luo Xiaoqian, he...
Remembering Leng Zirui's reminder, Leng Zimo felt a chill in his heart.
This bastard, could he be trying to do something to the juice?!
In a rush, Leng Zimo stepped towards the stairs.
Just then, Leng Zirui also strode in, quickly catching up to his side.
"What's wrong?"
"Luo Ke took the juice." Leng Zimo gestured with his chin towards the second floor.
"You go back, I'll take care of it." Leng Zirui whispered to him, quickly heading downstairs, skipping the second floor and going straight to the door of Luo Xiaoqian's room on the third floor. He knocked.
"Come in." Inside, Luo Xiaoqian's voice sounded a bit weak.
Leng Zirui pushed the door open and walked in, "Sissi, it's me. Are you okay?"
"Much better." Luo Xiaoqian smiled at him, "Where is Miss Xu?"
"Oh, she's still by the lake. I was worried you'd get a headache hearing her voice, so I didn't bring her over." Leng Zirui said with a smile.
