Just like last night, lightning and thunder roared outside the window. The massive storm accompanied by heavy rain made the branches shiver chaotically.
Knock knock—
The door was knocked, and Tong Ran got up and walked over, initially thinking it was a servant calling for her. As she opened the door, she began to say, "I don't want to eat. Don't bother calling..."
Her voice suddenly halted.
Meng Yao stood outside the door, her eyes already red from crying, and her voice choked, "Mrs. Luo..."
Tong Ran held the door with one hand and glanced at her neck marked with kiss marks, "Is there something you need?"
"Please go down and persuade the Young Master," Meng Yao looked up at her, "it's raining so hard outside, he can't bear it..."
Tong Ran frowned upon hearing this. She glanced at Meng Yao and then turned to walk to the window, bending over to look outside.
With one glance, she saw the figure kneeling at the gate.
