After lunch, Lin Fuying, thinking of how Ye Yunting had not planned to divorce her, felt somewhat distracted. She found an excuse to keep Ye Yunting there.
"Prince, if you have nothing to handle this afternoon, why not stay here and rest for a while? Yingying will massage your shoulders and beat your back."
Upon hearing this, Ye Yunting thought briefly and then agreed.
Little did he know, Lin Fuying had other plans.
Using the excuse of personally going to make tea, Lin Fuying whispered to Dong Yue, "Bring out my favorite essential oil."
Dong Yue looked startled.
"Hurry up," Lin Fuying urged, watching Dong Yue run off, a dark gleam flashing across her eyes.
She had been in the War God Residence for quite some time, yet the Prince had not favored her as he had the others. That little bitch Chu Nanli could even bear the Prince's seed, but despite being his favorite, she hadn't even gotten her first time, How could she not overthink?
