A sudden cold breeze blew in from outside the door, making Zi Ruoxi feel a bit dizzy. She instinctively grabbed onto the door frame.
When she looked up again, her vision was somewhat blurred, the scenery outside seemed to be floating. Ugh, what's happening to me...
"Zi Ruoxi, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell somewhere?" Murong Jun asked with concern, yet his golden eyes flickered with a ghostly hue.
"I... I'm fine..." Zi Ruoxi's voice was low, and then she forced herself to stand, barely managing to take a few steps forward before her legs gave way, and she started to topple over.
At this moment, Murong Jun conveniently extended an arm to catch her falling body.
"Shall I take you back, Zi Ruoxi? Don't be polite with me, where do you live?" Murong Jun asked, feigning sincerity, yet his eyes were full of an insidious smile.
