Luo Hongying was stunned. Was that... Shiche's voice?
Senior Madame Mo also put down her knitting needles and stood up. At this moment, footsteps came down the stairs, along with the heart-wrenching scream of a woman, "Mo Shiche, you actually tell me to get lost for the sake of a mistress, if you love Xia Yuan so much, then go find her! I must have been blind to have fallen for you!"
"I'm telling you to get lost now! Take your things and get lost!"
With a loud bang, a large red suitcase was thrown down the stairs, crashing heavily onto the floor—
Luo Qiangwei ran down the stairs, covering her mouth.
On the steps behind her stood a handsome and indifferent man on high ground, looking down at her mercilessly, "The farther you go, the better. I never want to see you again."
