Yao Qing looked at her calmly, as if she wanted to search for something on her face.
This gaze made Li Meng feel a chill down her spine, and she even began to ponder whether she had spoken too much too quickly today.
What if Yao Qing told everything to Yu Yanshen...
She waited for a long while before she finally received Yao Qing's reply.
Yao Qing, born beautiful, had skin that seemed translucent even without makeup. When she spoke expressionlessly, she resembled the powerful directress of a noble family from ancient times.
"Is that so? I also know that he's quite good to me."
Li Meng panicked as she waited half a day, only to receive this one statement.
Her complexion slightly pale, she stepped back a few paces, dragging her suitcase behind her.
"...I'll be going then, we'll meet again if fate allows it, goodbye."
"Goodbye."
After Li Meng left, Yao Qing closed the door.
She tossed the lighter onto the couch carelessly and curled her lips in a mocking smile.
