The servant wasn't around, so Mrs. Qin hurriedly ran to open the door herself.
As soon as she opened the door and saw who the visitor was, she paused for a moment.
How... is it you?
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"Buzz—Buzz—"
Qin Xin's phone was vibrating incessantly on the table.
Nalan Ye Jue glanced at the table, then at the bathroom door that was tightly shut.
The young lady was taking a bath, and, being a phone-addicted girl who always had her phone with her, she had left it on the table this time.
It was already the third vibration.
He wasn't sure who was looking for her, but it seemed urgent.
Nalan Ye Jue held back three times, resisting the urge to touch her phone.
After all, he was a gentleman and didn't want to casually invade someone else's privacy.
But when the phone buzzed for the fourth time, he closed his eyes, reached out—
He wasn't intending to pry into her secrets, it was just that, in case there was something urgent, he didn't want her to miss any important information.
