Meng Chuyue regretted her words a bit after speaking them.
Actually, she didn't need to ask Shen Ci for help.
She could have just faced the wall directly.
With her current disguise and wavy wig, the Lin family would not be suspicious.
But for some reason, every time she saw Shen Ci, she felt a bit floaty.
Could it be that she really had fallen for him?
But she didn't want to marry him, and she usually didn't even think about him, right?
After that fleeting doubt, she strode to a corner of the room, with her back to the door.
At that moment, Lin Youdong and a few others had already come up.
When they saw Shen Ci and... the back of Meng Chuyue, they were momentarily stunned. Zhao Sulan, acting as if she owned the place, scolded imperiously, "What are you doing here?"
Shen Ci stared coldly at her and Lin Youdong, recognizing them as Meng Chuyue's father and stepmother. A storm surged through his heart. He narrowed his eyes and said viciously, "Arguing!"
Zhao Sulan, "..."
