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In the bedroom.

Li An'an came out, holding some clothes hangers. She seemed to have heard a sound in the living room. Could there be a thief in such a high-end neighborhood? She mustered her courage and went to the living room. She saw the man lying on the sofa. He was wearing a black suit and from his physique, looked very much like Chu Yichen.

She thought that she was seeing things, but when she got closer, she was shocked out of her wits. It was really Chu Yichen. Why was he here? Could it be that this house belonged to him? Fu Yiheng and he were friends? How could this be?

"Water." Suddenly, Chu Yichen called out in discomfort. He was unconscious and his tone was gentle, unlike his usual high and mighty tone.

Li An'an was almost rooted to the ground. Then, she went to the kitchen and brought him a glass of water.