"I have arranged Miss Wen Jiao's room next to yours, madam. Should we inform the Wen Family now?"
Bian Yue walked briskly while responding, "If the Wen Family learns about this now, it might create an uncontrollable uproar. I don't know what Wen Jiao is thinking, but whatever the decision, it should wait until Wen Jiao wakes up and decides for herself."
"Yes, madam."
The butler hurriedly followed Bian Yue's steps.
Shen Jinci stood still, not stepping forward.
He pondered for a moment then dialed Wei Shuqian's number.
On the other end, the man's voice was cold and tinged with slight fatigue, but deliberately concealed, soundlessly cold upon first hearing it, "Is Wen Jiao still alive?"
"Tell me, how did she end up like this." Shen Jinci was straightforward.
It seemed like Wei Shuqian laughed, casually saying, "Third Brother, if I'm not mistaken, you weren't the type to meddle."
