The two servants were not afraid at all. "Go ahead. Anyway, Young Master is a fool. Young Madam won't care about this."
"Go away!"
"You guys..."
Lin Xingyun was really angry. They were not even afraid of Young Madam. She walked out angrily but stopped after taking two steps.
It had been almost five years since Jing Ze's car accident. It was definitely not the first or second time that they had been like this. Song Yazhi must have known.
It was no use even if she went to say it. No wonder they were not afraid at all. She thought that Song Yazhi wanted Jing Ze dead so badly. Perhaps it was Song Yazhi who incited them to do so.
Lin Xingyun sighed softly and glanced at the lounge. The two servants had already laid down and continued to snore loudly.
She went to Jing Ze's bedroom, lifted the thick blanket, and touched his forehead. It was still very hot, and she had to lower his temperature.
