"I'm in the lounge on the second floor. Tie her up and send her over."
With that, Qiao Nian hung up without waiting for Qin Chuan to speak.
Qiao Nian hesitated for a moment before walking back to the lounge the waiter had mentioned.
When Qiao Nian pushed the door open, she saw Li Kun lying on the sofa, his face flushed red. His eyes were glazed over, and he was breathing heavily.
As expected.
Qiao Nian quickly walked over and gently shook Li Kun's shoulder. "Li Kun?"
She wondered if Li Kun was still conscious.
Li Kun was filled with anxiety. He vaguely heard a gentle and familiar voice, and smelled a faint fragrance. In a daze, he opened his eyes. When he saw Qiao Nian's face, he thought he was dreaming.
"Miss… Miss Qiao…"
Li Kun's voice was hoarse. He couldn't help but want to hold Qiao Nian back. He wanted to get closer to the person he liked.
