Inside the Tong Residence, there was a row of tables in the courtyard that were covered with red cloth. Regardless of whether it was the walls or the trees, they were decorated with lanterns and lights. The entire atmosphere was very festive.
However, the current atmosphere in the courtyard wasn't festive at all.
The empress sat quietly on the chair and tapped her fingers.
Boom… Boom… Boom… Every time she tapped, the table would become shorter by one centimeter, and the ground would tremble as well.
"Tong Zhenye, what else do you have to say?" the empress asked faintly.
Her tone was flat and her expression was calm, but no one was able to relax at all.
Instantly, Tong Zhenye's pupils rotated as quickly as a carousel.
