The maidservant wasn't scheming and immediately said,"Little Miss does not go much but the hall of salvation has always been close to her. In fact, the loft of the hall of salvation is only open to her. "
"I'm so envious of Lulu," Lu Jinghong seemed to be mumbling nonchalantly, and the servants laughed, but they didn't know how to respond.
When Jiang huailu came in, the room was already quiet.
Lu Jinghong sat obediently in front of the table with his legs crossed, looking harmless and innocent.
However, Jiang huailu could tell that something was wrong at a glance.
The dress she was wearing was the style she often wore, and her eyebrows and lips were curved just right.
It was actually 30 - 40% similar to him.
He seemed to be deliberately imitating her.
"Lulu, you're finally back! The last time you all left in a hurry, sister Jing Hong didn't even say goodbye to you."
