"Are you at home?" Bi Xia asked, puzzled, as he walked in and saw Qin Zhan lying on the bed.
Qin Zhan nodded and chuckled, "Sort of, I'm at the old residence now, in my own room."
Bi Xia nodded knowingly, "Weren't you supposed to go to the old residence tomorrow?"
When Qin Zhan left, he told Bi Xia that he would go to his own place first and then visit Old Sir Qin. Yet now, he had gone directly to the old residence, and looking at Qin Zhan's clothes, which hadn't been changed, and realizing he probably hadn't taken a shower or slept properly, Bi Xia was concerned.
Thinking of this, Bi Xia frowned deeply, "But did something happen at the old residence?"
Qin Zhan responded with a hum. Perhaps uncomfortable, he took a pillow, propped it up behind him, and said, "Some uninvited guests showed up. I got a call from the butler right after getting off the plane saying that the old man fainted from anger."
"Fainted?" Bi Xia frowned, "Is he okay?"
