"I'm afraid they'll resort to underhanded tactics," Tonger said sternly.
"No worries," Jiang Li thought of the small, delicate porcelain whistle in her sleeve; she now had an extra card to play. Jih Heng had said that if anything came up, she could blow the whistle, and the person he had arranged to be in the Jiang Residence would show up. This person was, in effect, on loan to her from Jih Heng, and she supposed she had the final say on how to use him.
Perhaps it was because she thought of having someone at her disposal, or perhaps it was the pleasure of just seeing Xue Huaiyuan, but Jiang Li couldn't help smiling.
Tonger looked at Jiang Li with curiosity, unable to understand how she could be so cheerful knowing that Ji Shuran was secretly scheming.
"Oh, there's also an invitation from Marquis Ningyuan's Mansion," Ming Yue said, pulling out a folded card from her sleeve and handing it to Jiang Li.
