However, the good times are always fleeting. Rong Shengsheng hadn't been lying in Li Hanxian's embrace for long when a servant hurried in, looking desperate, "Madam, there's been a terrible accident! Master Li Jingming is dead, and his father has come to the Li Family Mansion, clamoring for your life! Right now, he's arguing with the master in the front hall, and they're about to come to blows!"
Rong Shengsheng felt her heart lurch upon hearing this. All the happiness and bliss from before instantly vanished. She took a deep breath, swallowed hard, and then glanced at Li Hanxian again.
With him by her side, she could endure anything.
She stood up, "I'll go take a look!"
In the living room, the intense argument was grating to the ears. The servants around were all shrinking their necks, not daring to raise their heads to look, each of them shaking with fear, worried the conflict might involve them.
