The Events Kept Coming

"Who is Miss Ji Ran?"

At the old butler's words, Tong Muxue's mind went "buzz," and her thoughts fell into complete disarray.

It was as if, without her noticing, the entire world had undergone a tremendous change.

The Leng Family's old butler, Yu Ling—the butler who had followed Ji Ran for six or seven years—was asking who Ji Ran was?

The old butler had a kind disposition and usually greeted most people with a smile.

He was very serious about his work. He would never make a joke like this, much less joke around with his young lady!

With her boyfriend unreachable and the old butler Yu Ling acting strangely, Tong Muxue felt her heart race and her breathing grow uneven. She instinctively placed a hand on her chest, trying to suppress her agitation, and said, word by word, "Uncle Yu Ling, Miss Ji Ran was the granddaughter whom Grandpa Leng found and brought back to the Leng Family seven years ago—the granddaughter they had lost. She was the master you followed before, and she's the real person in charge of the Leng Family now."

"Don't you remember?"

Yu Ling thought hard for a moment, then glanced at Tong Muxue's unwell-looking face in the rearview mirror. With a worried expression, he said, "Young Lady, what you're describing is your own experience, isn't it?"

"The eldest master only ever found one granddaughter, and that's you."

"You're also the only one secretly in charge of the Leng Family now."

"Young Lady, are you feeling a little tired?"

"Would you like me to book you an appointment at the best private hospital, so you can get some rest and recuperate?"

Looking at the concern on the old butler's face, Tong Muxue gritted her teeth and clenched her fists. After a moment, she shook