Looking at the corridor between the first and second rooms in the courtyard, Liu Shimei fully displayed the enthusiasm of a bystander!
Coincidentally, she saw that the door to room number four was open. She walked towards Zhang Miaozhen's room.
As expected, Zhang Miaozhen was still sitting at the round table. On the surface, she was reading a book by candlelight, but in fact, she was listening to the movements outside.
"What happened to them?" Liu Shimei raised an eyebrow at her and raised her chin towards the garden.
Zhang Miaozhen smiled faintly and gestured for her to sit down. She gave her the simplest answer, "They're just jealous."
