It felt lonely and desolate seeing that Jiang Xuecheng had been staring at Su Wan behind the glass window, seemingly shrouded in haze.
The high priest calmly looked at the young man. The corners of her lips curved slightly, and a cold smile appeared on her face.
Her beautiful eyes were as silent as the night, with an indescribable coldness.
Things had developed to this point, and it was just as she had hoped. The high priest was initially angry because Jiang Xuecheng was too protective of Su Wan, and she even had a headache. However, at this moment, there was a new turn of events.
The high priest looked away indifferently. She waved her hand, and her beautiful eyes casually swept past the female doctor beside her.
"You go out first. I want to talk to His Highness about something alone."
"Yes."
Intimidated by the high priest's aura, the female doctor nodded her head in fear and trepidation. She was a little confused in her heart.
