If the world could have visualized the chill of winter, then wherever Long Xiliang walked at this moment would surely have been covered with ice spikes, the ground frozen, vegetation adorned with a thin layer of frost, and a murderous air gathering between his furrowed brows.
Lu Xiaoyou slept with another man and got pregnant, yet she still had the mood to throw a party in the castle?
A bloodthirsty rage surged in Long Xiliang's heart.
The servants in the castle were carefully trained; professional and upright, they held their work in reverence. Yet now they were drinking during work hours, reveling all night with Lu Xiaoyou.
In just a few short days since he had left, Lu Xiaoyou had already brought the servants under her command.
Tomorrow, Long Xiliang would bring in a new batch of servants.
Within hours of learning Lu Xiaoyou was pregnant, Zhou Qi had already ordered an investigation into all the men she had been in contact with over the past two months.
