Chapter 107

Rapid footsteps echoed outside the hospital room, the sharp clatter of metal-heeled shoes hitting the floor. Ni Ruolan rushed in, wrapped in a cashmere shawl. Her hair was slightly disheveled, yet she remained elegant, her pearl earrings swaying gently with her movements. Her dark red silk blouse was slightly unbuttoned at the collar, revealing a slender neck; though she appeared to be in her forties, her skin was remarkably well-maintained and delicate. Every gesture she made exuded poise and nobility. Even with a thin sheen of sweat on her forehead from rushing over, her makeup remained impeccable. Ni Ruolan’s eyes were as sharp as a hawk’s. She scanned Mu Qingxuan from head to toe, her gaze filled with scrutiny and suspicion. Her voice was cold, edged with interrogation.