Miss Jiang was injured

Country G, Yuanwei City.

"Young Master Luo, do you have any more instructions?" Yang Lei inquired, observing his master fixated on his phone, as if expecting someone to materialize from it.

Luo Zhelan glanced at him and asked uncertainly, "Aren't nursery schools closed by now?"

Yang Lei nodded with a puzzled expression. "Yes, Young Master."

Once again engrossed in his thoughts, Luo Zhelan left Yang Lei waiting for further instructions.

It was already 10 pm, and both of them were in their respective hotel rooms. Yang Lei was on the verge of falling asleep when Luo Zhelan unexpectedly summoned him.

Luo Zhelan, still clad in a bathrobe with damp hair from a recent shower, appeared unusually unprepared, a sight Yang Lei had never witnessed before.

Who else could influence him like this but Miss Jiang?