1045 Perplexed and Smitten 105 (2/2)

\”Sure. By the way, where did Yu Jiao go? Get someone to look for her. I wonder if she was restrained by Princess Consort Mu's servants,\” she said, kicking her shoes off.

\”Alright.\”

As soon as she finished changing, Yu Jiao opened the door.

Yu Jiao's entire face was swollen, far worse than An Xiaoning's swollen lips.

\”Miss…\”

She stepped forward and asked, \”What happened to your face…?\”

Yu Jiao answered with tears in her eyes, \”I'm alright. Miss, your lips…\”

\”That bitch made her servants stuff chilies into my mouth. Do you have any medicine that's meant for reducing swelling?\”

\”Yes, I'll go get it…\”

As soon as she opened the door, a man who was about to knock on the door said, \”Miss Jin, His Highness wanted me to send you this medical cream.\”

\”Alright.\” She took it from his hands and closed the door. She and Yu Jiao proceeded to apply the cream on each other.

They looked like they had been disfigured.

During bedtime, An Xiaoning told her to sleep next to her. However, Yu Jiao was mindful of the difference in their statuses and dared not sleep beside her. Instead, she just stood by the bed.

Seeing that she had suffered as well, An Xiaoning instructed her to get some rest in the other room, after which she closed her eyes.

—

The first thing that Fang Erlan did when she woke up was to check her mobile phone.

She did not receive any missed calls or text messages.

She initially thought that Yan Ge would explain to her about his unfinished words yesterday.

Yet, in reality, he did not.

She was looking forward to his explanation, but not quite either at the same time.

She made herself a simple breakfast.

I already decided it would be better not to know the truth, but what's wrong with my brain? Why is it refusing to listen to me?

Fang Erlan was ill at ease and distracted while having her breakfast.

It seemed her mind could not be put at ease without an answer.

She sucked on the straw and finished the entire carton of milk in one go. She then stood up and finished eating the sandwich in her mouth.

After clearing the plates, she returned to her bedroom to change into a fresh set of clothes and put on some light makeup. It was the hottest day of the summer, and she would begin perspiring the moment she stepped out of the house. Hence, there was no need to put on that much makeup.

Staring at the door opposite, she pressed the doorbell, feeling like her heart was about to jump out of her chest.

Fang Erlan clutched her chest in extreme nervousness.

However, no one answered the door. It's still so early in the morning. Don't tell me he's not home yet?

Unable to contain her eagerness, she pressed the doorbell again.

Still, no one answered.

Fang Erlan sent him a text message that read: \”Are you home?\”

He replied: \”No.\”

\”Is your father alright?\”

\”He just had a fall, nothing too serious. He'll be fine after recuperating for some time.\”

Fang Erlan had no idea what to reply to him next.

She typed out her reply, only to erase it before typing it again and erasing it again. After repeating the same action over and over again, she decided to just shut down her mobile phone before entering her house again.

She finally calmed herself down after some pondering.

Seems like we didn't mean the same thing yesterday.