Mu Jingxi carried Qiao An back to the bedroom and laid her down.
As soon as her body touched the comfortable bed, she found a cozy position and drifted off to sleep.
"Mr. Song, you've arrived."
After looking around, Song Yunchi asked with a smile, "Where is your young master Jingxi?"
"Third Master is upstairs, but you can't go up now," replied the maid.
Song Yunchi, who was just about to head upstairs, was stopped by these words. He frowned and asked, "Why not?"
The maid explained, "Because Miss Qiao has fallen asleep, and Third Master is probably keeping her company. You going up now might not be appropriate."
What's inappropriate?
Qiao An is asleep, and Mu Jingxi needs to keep her company?
Song Yunchi simply couldn't believe this nonsense. He insisted on going upstairs and, upon reaching the bedroom door, he raised his hand and knocked, "Jingxi, open the door."
Suddenly, the bedroom door swung open.
