Because she was close to her, Lin Jin'er saw Miss Jun's anger. She paused involuntarily and a look of surprise flashed in her eyes.

Could it be that…

"What's the point of him seeing me now?" Miss Jun squeezed out these words from between her teeth, the anger in her eyes spreading across her face, and her voice was full of resentment.

Anger and resentment are different. Resentment only occurs when you are concerned about something.

Lin Jiner glanced at Miss Jun's face and felt relieved.

"I don't know either." She lowered her head and said, "Xianglan met him outside just now."

Miss Jun seemed somewhat dazed.

"Is this what Xianglan told you when she came back?" she said.

Xianglan whispered in Lin Jiner's ear at that time, and Lin Jiner looked surprised.

This is arranged.

But Xianglan didn't expect that she would be entangled by the maid from Fang family after she went out.

Originally, this matter could not be said in this way. In fact, after Xianglan came in, she whispered in her ear that there was a maid following her from the Fang family.

But coincidentally, Fang Jinxiu called the girl away, leaving Xianglan with the chance to go alone, and she has not returned yet.

This way there is no room for error.

Lin Jiner thanked Fang Jinxiu again.

"Yes." She nodded and whispered, "He saw Xianglan and asked, and Xianglan said that we were together."

Miss Jun was silent for a moment and looked at Lin Jiner.

"I told you I wasn't the same as I used to be," she said. "You remember that."

baffling.

Lin Jiner said in her heart and nodded.

"I remember." She said solemnly, holding Miss Jun's hand tightly, "He probably still wants to ask you that question."

He sighed again after saying this.

"What's there to ask? It's already like this, can he still marry a widow? Even if there was an engagement, will the Ning family and the Fang family be willing to let her go?"

There was a hint of uneasiness in saying this.

"Forget it, let's not talk about it anymore. Let's go."

Miss Jun didn't move and looked at Miss Lin.

"Tell me, where is he?" she asked seriously.

This question was expected. But this look made Lin Jiner feel a little awkward. She inexplicably thought of the time when her foster mother played tricks on her sisters.

"Tell me, what's going on?" they would say.

This was not really asking them to answer, but to remind them that she knew their little thoughts and warned them to think before speaking.

Lin Jiner looked at Miss Jun with a somewhat hesitant expression.

"Zhenzhen..." She gritted her teeth, "Room 7."

Miss Jun looked at her deeply and walked away.

Lin Jiner reached out and grabbed her again, looking panicked.

"Zhen Zhen Zhen Zhen." She begged in a low voice. "Let's just forget it."

Miss Jun looked at her.

"It doesn't matter now." She said with a sigh, then raised her eyebrows and shook off Lin Jin'er's hand, lowering her voice, "If you are afraid, just leave."

These words hurt the sincere sisters so much that Lin Jiner's eyes were filled with tears.

"Don't you know how I feel about you? Why would I be afraid of your affairs? I'm just worried that you'll be wronged." She said with a sob.

"Unfair? Haven't I suffered enough?" Miss Jun whispered. Full of resentment, "I am like this now. What else do I have to fear? What can I not endure?"

Lin Jin'er bit her lower lip, seemed to have made up her mind, and held Miss Jun's hand again.

"Okay, I'll accompany you." she said.

Miss Jun looked at her, smiled and nodded, and the two of them went upstairs hand in hand and soon stopped in front of a door.

Miss Jun stopped, and Miss Lin took a deep breath and reached out to open the door.

The room was empty.

"Not yet, Zhenzhen, you go in and wait first, I'll watch outside." Lin Jiner said in a low voice.

Miss Jun nodded, stepped inside, scanned the room, and smelled the strong floral scent.

Floral scent.

Miss Jun's gaze fell on the large plum vase placed by the window, which contained a pot of blooming bell orchid.

Linglan.

A hint of anger flashed in Miss Jun's eyes again.

There was nothing special about lingonberry, but its fragrance just matched the medicated flower tea she had just drunk. And there was also the tea on the table. Miss Jun looked over and although she hadn't tasted it yet, she was sure that lingonberry juice was added to it.

Produces hallucinations and aphrodisiac.

These girls actually resorted to such means. Do they know what they are doing?

They are young, innocent, spoiled by their families, free and unrestrained, and even ignorant and fearless.

Since neither the teacher nor the father would teach them, she would teach them.

Miss Jun held her breath, turned around and held the door with her hand.

"Jin'er." She called in a low voice.

Lin Jin'er had just turned around and was about to turn back when she heard the words, but she felt a chill on her neck, as if a needle had pierced it. Her eyes went dark and she fell down softly.

Miss Jun picked her up and brought her into the room.

The messenger standing in front of the door of a private room in the corridor looked over subconsciously and saw a woman's dress disappearing in the doorway.

The waiter just saw two women standing in front of the door. They must have gone in. Just as he was about to look away, he saw the door opened and a girl walked out.

"Excuse me." Miss Jun waved at him.

The messenger came over and saluted with a smile.

"What do you want, young lady?"

"I want to throw myself into the pot, what should I do?" Miss Jun said.

Surprise appeared in the messenger's eyes.

No way, this lady is going to end up like this?

…

Jinyun Tower probably has a special structure. The musicians sit in the hall and play, and their music can be heard in the entire box, especially now when it is quieter.

This melodious music made the atmosphere in Jinyun Tower a little tense.

After all, we are not here to listen to music.

"Why is no one leaving?" A young man complained, and then urged the people around him, "Brother Chengming, you go, you go."

The instigated young man smiled but did not move.

"I won't go as long as Yunzhao is here," he said.

Everyone looked at Ning Yunzhao.

Ning Yunzhao was making tea and smiled when he heard this.

"Are we seeking fame or money?" he said, looking up at the crowd, "Are we lacking a reputation for elegance or money? If it's just for fun, there's no need to be in front of people."

For them, who come from wealthy families and have great literary talent, throwing pots was something they did when they were thirteen or fourteen years old. Now that they are seventeen or eighteen years old, they naturally disdain to do so.

"That's right. We have already enjoyed the glory. Let's leave the rest of the glory to those who need it." The companions laughed.

These young people can let it go, but some people can't.

Several girls had stood up and walked to the window to look out.

"What's going on? Why hasn't anyone come out yet?"

"We haven't used up all our money yet, so we won't be able to play, right?"

They murmured.

"Are these useless guys scared by our generosity?" Zuo Yanzhi said unhappily.

Ning Yunyan's brows also wrinkled.

Yes, why is it so long? Didn't you say that everyone has been found? Could it be that the remaining people are not skilled enough to play?

Lin Jin'er wouldn't be such an unreliable person, right?

Either she was overacting, or Jun Zhenzhen was really persuaded by her?

How can I persuade him? Didn't I say I had been drugged?

Did something unexpected happen again this time?

Just as I was daydreaming and getting impatient, I heard the sound of drums being struck outside.

The sound lifted everyone's spirits.

"Someone's leaving the stage!" the girls shouted happily. Some looked through the window at the stage, while others hurriedly called the waiter outside the door to come in.

The girls standing by the window suddenly let out surprised sounds.

"Hey, is it a girl?"