A man she barely knew for two days was being so nice to her?
Thinking about it made Xue Fanghua furious.
That sly woman, already a married mother, yet still out seducing other men.
And that fat woman, so stupid.
The potion was incorrectly sloshed; if she directly aimed and splashed it on Jing Yiren from the start, who could have defended against it unprepared?
Xue Fanghua bit her teeth in silent rage.
What a waste of her 100,000 yuan.
Just when Fanghua was seething with anger, a rustling noise was heard from the sickroom door.
Then the sound subsided.
Xue Fanghua instinctively shouted: "Who's at the door?"
"..." There was no response.
After a moment, the sickroom door crackled open a bit and a woman, with her hands hidden behind her back, slipped in through the crack of the door.
Seeing this figure, Xue Fanghua's eyes widened and her face turned pale in an instant, trying to suppress a gasp.
"You..." She nearly blurted out 'what are you doing here?' revealing her unease.
