Xia Qingqian was about to say something when suddenly a voice came from outside the window, "Ah! Oh no! Madam Rong has had a heatstroke!"
Xia Qingqian looked down at the sound, and when she looked back, Beitang Huan's figure was nowhere to be seen. She was momentarily stunned!
When she regained her senses, she found that Beitang Huan's figure was already beside Madam Rong, holding her nervously, and Xia Qingqian smiled knowingly.
Xia Qingqian couldn't bear to look away, placing her hands on the floor-to-ceiling window, staring blankly at the scene before her.
Just as Xia Qingqian turned around, she bumped into a solid wall of flesh. She cried out in pain, holding her forehead and looking up at the man in front of her. She frowned and said, "Yao, when did you get here?"
