Chapter 1617: You Said You Wouldn’t Mind My 34

Chapter 1617: Chapter 1617: You Said You Wouldn’t Mind My 34

What a pity, whenever Host encounters something related to Jun Yu, it turns out like this.

Moreover, as time goes on, Lord Jun Yu’s influence on the host becomes increasingly evident.

Pushing open the main door.

It’s very quiet.

European-style decor.

Black and white theme.

Su Yan placed all the things she brought on the floor.

Then she glanced around.

An Su spoke up.

"The Young Master is in the room at the end on the right of the first floor."

After finishing his words, it seemed he remembered something.

"Oh right, the Young Master’s medication is almost ready. I hope you can remind him to take it while you’re at it."

Su Yan looked at him.

"Now?"

An Su adjusted the golden thread frame of his glasses.

"Have you eaten?"

Su Yan nodded.

"I had breakfast."

An Su glanced at the time.

"It’s already ten o’clock.

Would Miss Su Yan mind staying to have lunch with the Young Master?"

Su Yan paused in silence for a moment,

"At this hour?"

An Su nodded with a smile,

"Certainly."

As he spoke, An Tong was already pushing a cart over.

The cart had two layers, with desserts, steamed buns, porridge, fruits, and some side dishes, everything one could ask for.

It gave the impression that it was just waiting there for her arrival.

Then, Su Yan was arranged by An Su in a few words, pushing the dining cart into Zheng Luan’s room.

Walking inside.

Zheng Luan seemed to be asleep.

Wearing black silk pajamas, the dim room made it hard to see clearly.

Seeing him asleep, she didn’t turn on the light.

Instead, she sat in front of the chair by the wall, watching him for a while.

He was fine.

No longer appearing in the miserable state she remembered.

Thinking about this.

Su Yan stood up, planning not to disturb his sleep.

At this moment, An Su’s voice came from the door.

It was as if he had been monitoring outside all along.

"Young Master, God has arrived."

His voice was gentle, neither too loud nor too soft.

Enough for the person lying in bed to hear and wake.

Outside, An Su seemed to ensure Jun Yu could hear, even knocking on the door purposely.

A knocking sound rang out.

Su Yan intended to leave.

Then, she quietly stood back in the spot where she had just stood.

She tucked her hair behind her ears.

She even guessed how Zheng Luan would speak about her.

Probably similar to what An Tong implied.

She knew he woke up.

So she couldn’t help raising her head when she didn’t hear him speak after waiting for a while.

In the dim room, she couldn’t quite discern his emotions.

She spoke up.

"I came to see if you are feeling any better."

After she finished speaking, she heard his husky reply,

"Not dead yet."

Maybe because he had just woken up, his voice was different from how he usually spoke.

Su Yan nodded.

Realizing he couldn’t see her nodding,

she spoke up,

"Mm."

She responded.

Then added,

"I’ve brought your lunch in, remember to eat."

After speaking, she hesitated for a moment, then said,

"I’m leaving now."

Having said that, Su Yan walked to the door, just as she opened it, she saw An Su standing there with a bowl of medicine.

He smiled and said,

"God is in such a hurry to leave? Is there something urgent?"

Su Yan shook her head.

"No urgent matter, it’s good enough to see he is okay."

An Su extended his hand, bringing the medicine bowl to Su Yan.

"I just forgot to bring something, could you please put this medicine bowl on the bedside?"

Su Yan did not take it.

Because this An Su always spoke and acted with a hidden meaning.

She didn’t know what he truly meant.

An Su spoke warmly,

"Is God afraid that I’m trying to frame you?"