"Maybe she had a nightmare?" whispered one of the orderlies behind them; the entire situation seemed incredible to him.
These orderlies had been working at the Huo residence for many years now, but it was the first time they had encountered something like this.
The entire Huo residence was protected by strict security measures. No one had ever set foot inside the residence unless they had been invited; how was it possible for a strange, unknown woman to suddenly breach their perimeter?
Gu Nianzhi walked nervously to her bed. One corner of the blanket was turned back; she pulled the blanket away, and was greeted by the sight of a pristine, wrinkle-free bedsheet. It was as though the bed had been freshly made…
She knew there had been a cover-up. She turned to look at Huo Shaoheng, her expression solemn. "Uncle Huo, do you believe me?"
