As soon as she opened her eyes, she met several pairs of astonished eyes.
Lan Xin Ai's heart grew cold. This is a dream. Why does this dream feel so real? She misses Mr. Xi, she misses him so much.
Her head drooped slightly, and tears slid down from the corner of her eyes, falling onto the back of her hand, scorching her skin.
Bang!
The door was pushed open, and several figures rushed in.
Before Lan Xin Ai could see clearly who it was, she was pulled off the bed and pushed relentlessly by them toward the bathroom.
"What are you doing? What are you doing?" Lan Xin Ai waved her arms.
"Miss, it's time. You should bathe and change clothes."
A maid said coldly, her eyes looking at Lan Xin Ai with numb indifference.
"What nonsense."
Lan Xin Ai frowned. In the next moment, these people dragged her directly into the bathroom, one went forward to run hot water, while others began to undress Lan Xin Ai.
