"Mr. Ye," for the servants of Jinxiu Apartments, Yan Ruyu's residence, had already become a familiar figure.
After all, he was a VIP guest of the young mistress, and they had a good relationship. It was normal for him to come after the young mistress had a car accident.
"Mr. Ye! The young mistress is upstairs, I'll take you to her!"
One of the servants led Yi Xiaofei up the stairs, and when they arrived at a room, the servant knocked on the door a few times.
"Miss Yan! Mr. Ye is here to see you!"
"Come in!"
The voice belonging to Yan Ruyu sounded, the door was opened, and Yi Xiaofei's eyes from beneath the mask were directed at the white fluffy bed. Currently, Yan Ruyu was lying on the bed, but there were some medicinal herbs applied to some areas on her face, obviously having sustained some facial injuries.
