However, upon returning to the other courtyard, she sensed something unsettling as soon as she stepped out of the car.
It was not until she saw the woman in the living room that she finally understood why.
The colour drained from her face, just like a receding tide!
Sang Luo was sitting gracefully on the living room's sofa, her light blue qipao somehow making her look even more noble.
The properly maintained face that was so approachable just yesterday presented the same friendly aura, even curved into a faint smile.
She was holding a cup of tea, her brows softened, exuding a sense of serenity.
If Yuanya hadn't witnessed Sang Luo's merciless nature, she could never have associated this woman with the wicked witch she met yesterday!
The moment Lan Xiu saw her, his fists clenched tight!
She even dared to come here, did she consider him a pushover to be manipulated at will?
"Leave here!"
