The servants were quickly snapped back to reality by the shouting, and hurriedly called the doctor.
Madam Song heard the urgent footsteps and stepped out of Jingxing's nursery, only to see Song Yunchi running over, his expression anxious and flustered as he carried Lu Meng.
"What's wrong with Mengmeng?"
Song Yunchi didn't have time to answer her, and headed straight to the master bedroom, laying her down carefully.
Her hands were still cuffed with handcuffs.
The hard metal had already rubbed her delicate wrists raw and red.
Song Yunchi took out a key to unlock the handcuffs, his eyes fixed intently on her wrists, his thin lips pressed tightly into a line.
Madam Song followed in to see the scene and, for a moment, didn't know what to say.
"Yunchi, what exactly happened to Mengmeng?!"
She was perfectly fine downstairs just now, so how could she have fainted?
What exactly happened?
