On the second floor, in Ye Fuling's boudoir.
Ye Fuling heard the noise outside, lifted her hand to pull the curtain, and peered through the carved glass window toward the courtyard gate. Her furrowed brows relaxed slightly as she turned back to another person in the room, "She's here."
He Jing leisurely sipped her tea, stood up and said, "I'll step out for a bit, you two chat."
Ye Fuling nodded, her grip tightening on the USB drive in her fingers.
The servant led the visitor to the door of the room. Ye Fuling sat on the couch, looking listless, reclining languidly.
"Miss, this is the mother of the fourth young lady of the Li Family, she said she has urgent matters to discuss with you."
Only pretending to have heard the voice for the first time, Ye Fuling turned her head and saw Pi Xiuya, an expression of surprise appearing on her face, "Is it Auntie? Please have a seat."
Straightening up, she then instructed the servant to brew tea.
"Auntie, what brings you to me?"
