"Who is your master?"
Lan Xin Ai couldn't care less about the headache and grasped the servant's hand urgently.
"Miss, you're hurting me, Miss." The servant was startled.
"Tell me quickly, you, tell me quickly."
Lan Xin Ai was extremely anxious. In her haste, she felt a tightness in her chest and leaned over the bed to retch.
Suddenly, a pair of black leather shoes appeared in her vision. She looked up and a familiar face came into view.
"It's you." Lan Xin Ai said weakly.
The woman in black raised her hand, and all the servants in the room retreated, leaving only the two of them.
"Your body has absorbed too much of the Drug, you will feel dizzy, nauseous, and weak in the coming days, it's a normal reaction."
The words of the woman in black made Lan Xin Ai pause, Drug?
But she quickly understood. No wonder she woke up in Hungary; this woman had drugged her.
