Yan Yinuo smiled beautifully, having just been called by Aymon, "What's the matter? I just stepped out for a moment, and I can't move you by myself, this quilt and sheets both need to be changed."
She stood by Pei Yibai's bedside and said gently.
The butler, seeing Yan Yinuo like this, showed a disapproving expression.
Miss Yinuo had long been engaged to Duke, yet she was getting so close to a stranger.
It was clear to him that Yan Yinuo felt more than ordinary towards the man named Aymon in front of her; she didn't like Duke but preferred a man like Aymon instead.
But would Duke let things slide?
"Hmm," Pei Yibai's handsome face turned cold, and his gaze inadvertently swept towards the bathroom.
There, a sliver of a door was open, revealing a pair of glistening eyes.
Noticing his gaze, Song Weiyi's heartbeat accelerated, and she quietly closed the crack in the door.
She leaned against the door panting, her eyes slightly stinging.
