In the afternoon, Rebecca returned in a horse carriage.
The two of them met at the staircase.
It was clear that Rebecca was not in the best of spirits.
Seeing Fang Hao, she said, "Come to my room, I have something to tell you."
"Oh, okay!"
Fang Hao nodded his head, following Rebecca into her room.
Upon entering the room,
The servants prepared fruit tea and pastries for them.
Once everything was ready, they promptly left the room, even considerately shutting the door behind them.
Fang Hao took his seat at the table without reservation, pulling Rebecca into his arms.
The soft touch enveloped his thigh.
Rebecca did not resist, merely sat there and placed a pastry from the table into her mouth.
"What happened with the fire, people still mentioned it today." Rebecca wrapped one arm around Fang Hao's shoulder.
"Do you remember Li Rong?"
Rebecca frowned in recollection, "The transmigrator who tried to seduce you at Olivia's banquet?"
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