The woman had fallen asleep in his arms when he sat up and lifted her with him, then he pulled down the overcoat from the clothes rack and draped it over her slender body.
At that moment, with a "bang," the door was kicked open.
"Sir!" All the maids had been captured.
Zhou Jin looked up and saw a dark figure striding in, with the resonating sound of his footsteps. A man with a wickedly handsome face, Li Yu had arrived.
Zhou Jin's face remained expressionless as he slightly pursed his lips, then cast his eyes down to the woman in his embrace.
Li Qianrui had awakened.
She was dazed and confused, her eyes as if unable to focus.
Li Yu approached the bed, looking diagonally at the woman leaning in the man's arms. She had lost a lot of weight, her eyes large yet empty, the overcoat hanging on her looked loose and forlorn.
The princess of the Li Family, pampered in the palm of his hand for twenty years, his sister in his heart, now looked so desecrated it barely seemed human.
