Wen Qian ran right into Yin Zhi and Chi Ye as she was coming out of the guest room.
The two of them were walking over, nearly side-by-side.
"Qianqian, what took you so long...?" Yin Zhi's cold demeanor toward Chi Ye vanished as he leaned softly against Wen Qian.
'If he didn't know he was the Young Master of the Silver Tiger Clan, Chi Ye would have really thought he was just some cat from Blue Star.'
"Chi Heng had a lot of injuries." Wen Qian's face grew a little hot, as if she had just remembered something.
"Then where is he?" Chi Ye asked.
Wen Qian subconsciously glanced at the closed door. "He's in there. There's just a little left... He'll take care of it himself."
The man nodded knowingly, all the while complaining in his head about his hopeless nephew. 'I created the perfect opportunity for him, so how could he not even keep her in the room?'
"Why did you two come upstairs?" Wen Qian asked, a thought seeming to occur to her.
