Thinking this way, her mood calmed down considerably. She lay on the soft recliner, closed her eyes to rest, but who knew how terrified she was under her tightly shut eyes?
At that moment, she heard the door in the room open, and her heart tightened sharply. She opened her eyes, forced herself to perk up, and when she saw it was Sister Huan who came in, she finally breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Sister Huan, is there something you need?"
Sister Huan came over, looking at Xia Qingqian who seemed to have been crying, and softly asked, "Miss Qing Qian, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell somewhere? Before the young master left, he instructed to take good care of Xia Qingqian, not to let her catch a cold or get too hot."
"Sister Huan, thank you for your concern, I'm fine." Xia Qingqian turned her face away, "Do you have something to discuss?"
