"Do you even know the saying that it's hard to go from luxury to frugality? You turned me from the eldest daughter of the Huo family into an ordinary person overnight. Did you even consider how I was going to survive? You're not human, you're not human at all!"

"What kind of logic is that?" Old Master Huo wanted to explain, but still shook his head. "Forget it, your heart is not pure, no matter how you try to guide you, it will be useless. You can leave now. I don't want to see you again. Take care of yourself."

"I will never forgive you! Never!" Su Yimo cried as she ran away.

The master bedroom finally quieted down.

"Alright, Wanwan just woke up, let her rest well." Old Master Huo smiled again. "We can talk slowly after she's recovered."

Everyone left quickly, leaving Zhan Jingting in the master bedroom.

The man looked at her thin, delicate face and felt a pang of heartache. "Wanwan, are you hungry?"

"I'm not hungry," Qiao Wanwan said. "Master just said that we can only drink water tonight."

"Okay, I'll get you some water."

Qiao Wanwan drank half a glass of warm water and was soon helped to lie down by Zhan Jingting.

"Are you tired? If you are, go to sleep."

"It's alright," Qiao Wanwan asked. "Su Yimo drugged you, are you alright?"

Zhan Jingting smiled and said, "Didn't you see that the old man poured me a glass of water after he came in? There was an antidote in it, so I'm fine now."

Are you feeling better?

"Alright." Zhan Jingting leaned down. "Feel my hair. It's all grown in, not dyed."

"That's good." Qiao Wanwan raised her hand to stroke his incomparably handsome face. "Why didn't you listen to me and give my blood to Xiao Jiu?"