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In the Nian family's old residence, in the antique courtyard.
A gentle and pleasant lady sat in the pavilion. The courtyard was filled with flowers that bloomed and the fragrance assailed the nose. That slender figure was more eye-catching than the flowers.
Her Jade-like fingers were placed on the edge of the carved wooden table. Beside her hand was a cup of tea that was emitting a faint heat, and the fragrance was overflowing.
Butler Lu stood at the side, his eyes lowered.
Song Wan's expression was indifferent. how did it go? "
she's still living in yunhuang No. 1, " housekeeper Lu replied. eldest young master has taken great care of her. He hasn't had much interaction with miss ning.
Song Wan furrowed her brows. he really doesn't care? "
according to my subordinates, the young master really doesn't care about her anymore. A divorce is only a matter of time.
The woman didn't show much emotion.
His tone was very cold.
