The low growls of a man and the moans of a woman intertwined, echoing constantly down the corridor.
Standing at the corridor entrance, Zhang Yifan trembled all over. So it's true, the Young Miss and Lu Luo are together! And they're actually... UGH!
Zhang Yifan, a grown man, actually covered his mouth.
I have to hold back my tears! Damn it, I can't! No, no...
Although he was in great pain, Zhang Yifan still carried out his duties. He stopped a maid who wanted to come over and clean.
"Mr. Lu Luo isn't up yet. It's not a good time to disturb them."
"Er, Lord Zhang Yifan, why are you here?" the maid asked.
"That's none of your business."
"Understood!"
The maid left dejectedly, leaving Zhang Yifan standing alone in the corner.
If Lu Luo had been there to see his heartbroken expression, he would surely have played "A Spray of Plum Blossoms" for him to suit the mood.
Inside Luo Xuemin's room, Zhang Yifan stood silently.
"Was it the two of them last night?" Luo Xuemin asked.
