Xie Shuning thought of the dream she had just had, her heart was numb, gritted her teeth and said: "Go find it! Send Young Master back to his room!",However, Xie Shuning gripped it so tightly that her knuckles turned white, stopping it from escaping.,He lowered his head, gazing at the ground. His gaze was fixed on a hairpin he wore in his hair.。