"Miss Xia Zhu, why have you been coming over these past few days? Where is your master?" Qin Yanran brought a cup of hot drink over, blinking her bright eyes, and asked warmly.
Xia Zhu glanced at Qin Yanran, always feeling that this beautiful Qin Tower owner was excessively concerned about Mr. Lin. She didn't even ask about her master's injury first.
Instead, the first thing she asked was why Mr. Lin didn't come?
Why does she so eagerly wish for Mr. Lin to come over?
Mr. Lin is so young, and this woman runs Qin Tower; could she have such intentions…?
"Mr. Lin is busy with the renovation of the Convenient Medical Diagnosis Point, so naturally, small tasks like changing dressing fall to me, the disciple." Xia Zhu replied coldly, "Does Mrs. Qin have any message you would like me to convey?"
"Mr. Lin hasn't come for several days, I worry about my master's arm injury…" Qin Yanran looked concerned.
"Don't trust me?"
