These people looked at each other, exchanged glances, and briskly left the room.
They felt certain they must have entered the wrong room.
Now that there was still time, they quickly made a call to the person who had assigned them the task, to double-check which room it was supposed to be.
Tong Wen stayed seated in the room for a while, thinking hard. Then, she got up to close the door before returning to the bedside.
She quietly examined the man's face, trying to recognize his identity, but to no avail.
However, since the man looked good and his clothes and accessories were luxurious, she wasn't too distressed.
It was too early to be saddened anyhow.
What if he was someone from a family like Song Enshu's?
In that case, she wouldn't be at any loss.
Tong Wen, dressed in her nightgown, sat by the bed, waiting for the man to wake up. Unexpectedly, the group of people who had left earlier returned.
After entering, they first looked around carefully.
