Mo San was very cautious, but he couldn't bear to see his Young Master like this, so he could only agree, but he made a condition.
"I have to choose the room."
"Butler Mo, don't you trust me? I was just suggesting, it doesn't have anything to do with me anyways."
Tan Shilin smiled and walked away.
Mo San quietly pulled Mo Jinrong to the room upstairs.
He casually booked a room and sent Mo Jinrong in.
"Young Master, call me if you're uncomfortable."
Mo San placed him on the bed, closed the door, and went downstairs.
The bunch of old foxes downstairs were keeping an eye on Mo Jinrong. If they knew that Mo Jinrong was ill, they definitely wouldn't let Young Master off. So he had to help his Young Master to cover up.
Mo Jinrong lay in bed alone and fell asleep.
Tan Shilin had seen which room he entered, so he opened the door and dragged the unconscious Mo Jinrong out to Lan Yaxin's room.
