The sky gradually darkened, but the rain showed no signs of stopping.
The butler watched Li Xingle in the rain; if this continues, he will get sick!
The master forbade them from approaching, so the butler had to go upstairs to find the mistress!
After Li Xingle left, Li Buyan dressed herself, leaning absent-mindedly against the headboard, gazing at the rain-soaked glass.
Suddenly the door opened; her eyelashes flickered, but she remained motionless.
The butler stood at the door, "Mistress, the master has been in the rain for two hours now. He won't let anyone near! Why don't you go and talk to him!"
"Let him be!" Li Buyan thought maybe they all needed to calm down in their own way.
Li Xingle has always been healthy, there's no way he'll catch a cold so easily!
"Mistress, people are flesh and blood, not made of iron. Why can't you two just talk things through and avoid this mess? The master is heartbroken!" The butler speaking to her had already defied the master's orders.
