"Qin Muchuan seems very sincere, there should be no problem!" the man with the surname Bai reported.
Auntie Hong, on the other hand, was still very meticulous. "We can't really control Zhou Ziqing, so we cannot wholly trust everything she says!"
Bai Hu expressed rare doubt. "So Auntie Hong doesn't trust Zhou Ziqing!"
"We must be cautious about certain things. After all, if Qin Muchuan really loves her, and lets her become the young mistress, profiting both in fame and wealth, the first thing she would want to do is to get rid of us...there's no guarantee she won't set us up!"
Bai Hu nodded. "This... it's indeed possible."
"We still need to test Qin Muchuan more times!"
"Understood!"
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Qin Muchuan was sipping his red wine leisurely, closing his eyes in deep thought, trying to recall who this fair-skinned man was.
Suddenly, a name flashed across his mind.
Exactly, he is Bai Hu.
