Zuo Hancheng scoffed," If you were so sensible earlier, you wouldn't have brought me back to the Zuo residence without any mental preparation. You brought this upon yourself.""
Anhao immediately raised her eyes and glared at him. I clearly..."
However, her voice suddenly stopped. She lowered her head and looked at the hand that suddenly reached out to hold her.
"Follow me, and you can display your true nature in front of others. There's no need to be too reserved. Don't speak nonsense in front of the old man."
Without waiting for Anhao to mentally prepare herself, he led her in.
"Mister Zuo."
"Hello, Mister Zuo…"
"Mister Zuo."
When they walked into the main entrance of the manor, the servants who were repairing the flowers and plants and the maintenance staff of the manor turned around and saw them. They all nodded politely and respectfully at Zuo Hancheng.
Anhao looked up at her surroundings. This place could no longer be described as a mansion.
