1841 If She Were to Really Die

Ye Qianqian sensed that something was amiss and asked, "Yeah. Is something wrong?"

"Not exactly. It's just that Manting's room hasn't been lived in for a while. How could Zhilie arrange for you to sleep in there without having Nanny He clean it up beforehand?"

"It was fine, Auntie. The room was pretty clean as it was and very comfortable. Zhilie found some clean bedding for me and changed the sheets. The moment I lay down on the bed, I fell asleep." Ye Qianqian smiled reassuringly, and Mrs. Shen visibly relaxed.

Ye Qianqian's curiosity was piqued. Did Shen Manting's room hide something they didn't want her to see?

With the rest of the family at the breakfast table, Nanny He went to Shen Zhilie's room to call him down. She called him twice before he finally responded from inside. Approximately ten minutes later, Shen Zhilie emerged from his room still wearing his pajamas. It was obvious that he had just woken up.