Her gaze first landed on the striking, handsome stranger, then she looked towards the woman sitting in front of the mirror, suddenly stiffening, her expression incredulous, "Has the young master returned?"
Zhu Hongyan stopped what she was doing, preventing her approach, "Miss Tang, this has nothing to do with you. Please go back to your room!"
"She isn't the young master?" Tang Qingyue saw in the mirror her own half-finished face and immediately realized this wasn't the young master they were talking about.
Therefore, instead of obeying, she hurried over and asked, "What happened, did something happen to the young master?"
No one answered her question.
"If the young master can't make it back and there is an urgent matter, I can help!" Tang Qingyue stared at the two strangers, reluctantly volunteering herself.
She couldn't understand it.
She was right here, so why find someone else to replace her?
