Troubled
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
The man pointed at the water glass on the table and said politely, "Have some water, Young Mistress."
For some reason, Ling Tianya felt that the man was strange and a little odd. Although he chatted casually with Ruan Zeyan, there was no actual content in their conversation, and he kept reminding her to drink water. Ling Tianya looked at the glass of water and paused before smiling at him. "Thank you, but I'm not thirsty."
"Oh really?" The man nodded his head and didn't offer her water again.
Ling Tianya was focused on the glass of water now. She quietly stared at the glass on the table. She had a million questions for the man, for the water and even for Ruan Zeyan. Something was odd but she didn't know what.
Ling Tianya glanced over at the two men and back at the water. She suddenly felt that the lights were dimming around her, and her eyelids were getting heavier.