Su Yingxue curled her lips. "The Old Regional Prince is reasonable, but there are many people in this manor who don't understand. Look at his Madam Sheng. Is she reasonable?"
Saint Ruan looked disgusted. "That's a fool!"
What could she be thinking to go against Chu Yihan?
Su Yingxue guessed that there must be some unreasonable people in this residence.
As soon as she and Saint Ruan arrived at the gate of Su Han's courtyard, a woman in bright and luxurious clothes sat there with a cold face.
She was sitting on an expensive carved armchair. There were two maidservants beside her who were holding tea and snacks. There was a long line behind her, some were shielding her from the sun, and some were fanning her. There was even a fat cat lying at her feet, and it looked at Su Yingxue.
Tsk, fierce!
