Mu Sihan closed his bloodshot eyes and opened them again, looking coldy at Yi Fan who was standing by the bed. "What happened."
Yi Fan looked at Mu Sihan, whose aura was cold and had a murderous look in his eyes. He continued cautiously, "Young Master, the Old Madam came early in the morning."
Mu Sihan pressed against his throbbing temple and jumped out of bed. "I'll go down at once."
"Young Master, the Old Madam went directly to the annex building."
Mu Sihan's expression darkened and ran straight to the annex building without changing out of his loungewear.
He went to the entrance and heard the Old Madam ask, "Then, are you willing to leave Sihan and not contact him again?"
Mu Sihan's tall body froze.
He did not take another step and held on to the shoe rack with one hand, the other was clenched tightly into a fist.
How would she answer?