At 7:00 p.m., He Jingyao arrived at Tianxiang Inn on time.
As he entered the lobby, he slightly frowned in surprise. By this time, Li Bob should have already brought Su Zixi over.
He first called Su Zixi, but her phone was turned off. He Jingyao's face darkened, and he called Li Bob.
"Young Master," Li Bob's voice sounded somewhat helpless, "The Young Mistress seemed a bit unwell, so I took the liberty of sending the Young Mistress home."
"Unwell? What happened?" He Jingyao's voice immediately turned cold.
"Don't worry, Young Master, I believe the Young Mistress was just tired. I will arrange for a doctor right away," Li Bob said calmly.
"Alright, let her rest well, and tell her I will return as soon as possible." He softened his voice, then hung up the phone.
Speaking of it, this woman had been busy with work these days and also dealing with his somewhat excessive demands. She must indeed be very tired.
