The man noticed her movement and abruptly looked up, a trace of joy in his eyes.
Seeing that the person approaching was not Lin Xinlan, his face immediately darkened, and he asked coldly, "Where is the Young Madam?"
"Young Master, the Young Madam said she's gone to sleep and won't come down."
Gone to sleep!
It's only eight o'clock, how could she be asleep so early.
Besides, even if she's asleep, she can wake up, can't she? He hadn't been home for three days, couldn't she come down to greet him without dying?!
In a word, Lin Xinlan simply didn't want to see him or come down to meet him.
But during these three days, he had thought about her every moment.
He tried hard to restrain himself, hoping to lessen his longing for her, but he couldn't understand what kind of spell Lin Xinlan had cast on him.
Her image was becoming clearer and clearer in his mind, impossible to dispel.
While he ate, he wondered if she had eaten properly and if her health had improved.
