Bo Yeyuan frowned. The servant's words confirmed his suspicion, and his heart started beating violently.
But Li Qiyu was not an honest and workmanlike person. If imprisoned, she would think of countless ways to escape, rather than obediently staying put.
She did not seek his help but repeatedly hinted for him to wait—
Otherwise, he would have already stormed into Beitang Mansion!
"Who is threatening her? Beitang Feng?"
"It shouldn't be... The Young Master was on the verge of death before, giving up treatment. If Miss Li hadn't persuaded him to return, he wouldn't even care about his life. Miss Li willingly took care of the Young Master, staying by his side every day, accompanying him as he woke up... We often saw her pushing his wheelchair in the garden for walks... And, and..." The servant cried as she spoke, "I really don't know what threats she faced... I'm merely a servant and cannot get close to her."
