Beauty’s Doom

Jun Yi Chen pondered for a moment, then suddenly exclaimed, “I know! The young master likes radish cake. Wherever he goes, he always orders a radish cake, but I’ve never seen him eat it! He likes white clothes and has many robes made, but he never wears them!”

“Why?” I couldn’t help but raise my eyebrows.

Jun Yi Chen raised his eyebrows and shrugged, “I’d like to know too, but I don’t have the courage to ask!” He made a troubled expression, and I couldn’t help but burst out laughing.

This laugh was a mistake. My already fragile body couldn’t handle it, and I immediately grimaced in pain!

I said, “Jun Yi Chen, how long do I have to lie in this godforsaken place?

Jun Yi Chen thought for a moment before saying, “For an injury like yours, an ordinary doctor would need three months to recover. But if it were my master…”

I seized the opportunity and eagerly interrupted, “Does that mean it’ll take just a month?”

Jun Yi Chen looked at me timidly and apologetically said, “If it were my master, it would still take three months to fully heal!”

I’m spitting blood!

I glared at him unhappily, “Then you said your master is so amazing?” Ugh…

Whenever Jun Yi Chen talks about Jun Mo Han, he becomes particularly excited. From my slight doubt, he immediately jumped up indignantly, “Of course there’s a difference! With an ordinary doctor, they might cure you, but you’d be left with lingering issues and might even be disabled. But if my master treats you, I guarantee you’ll be completely healed in three months, just like before!”

Who knows if he’s telling the truth? Although I want to believe him! But looking at his excessive worship of Jun Mo Han, it might just be like a melon seller praising his own melons.

Second Young Master? First Young Master? Who are these people, and why did they bring back someone like me who is half-disabled? Where are Jun Yichen and Jun Mohan? Could it be that they find me a burden and left me behind while I was asleep?

Well, since I’m here, I might as well accept it!

I closed my eyes resignedly, then opened them calmly and asked flatly, “Where am I? Who is your young master?”

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