Tang Mo'er stood rooted to the ground. She had heard them clearly. Without any hesitation, she marched up the stairs.
The door to the lounge was still open and by now, knowledge of the situation inside had already spread all around Castle Guding. Everyone already knew. Many people were gathered outside, trying to take a peek.
Tang Mo'er walked in.
Inside the lounge, Gu Mohan was standing there with one hand in his pocket, the other lighting a cigar. The smoke swirled around him and obscured his handsome features, which were already dark and ominous.
Xiao Zhu sat on the carpet, her shirt ripped open, revealing her negligee. Her pure, pretty face was streaked with tears and her pitiful sniffling pulled on everyone's heartstrings.
It was easy to misunderstand them in the compromising position they were in.
"What happened?" Tang Mo'er asked.
Gu Mohan turned around and looked at Tang Mo'er.
