"Oh?" Lu Qing caressed her face and smiled. "Well, it wasn't easy to get you all obedient like this. I'm very grateful. Why don't I give you a gift to express my gratitude?"
Xu Xuan's eyes lit up with anticipation. She hoped against hope that he was talking bout the bracelet.
To her surprise, Lu Qing made no move to produce the bracelet again. Instead, he snapped his fingers, and the door to the private room opened.
Xu Xuan had a feeling that things were about to go horribly wrong, but it was too late.
Young Master Lu was holding her down by the shoulder.
Then, in the next moment, an elderly voice rang out in the room.
"Xuanxuan!"
The voice sounded weak and quiet, but it was painfully familiar to Xu Xuan.
She trembled all over as she looked over to the source of the voice.
