Hua jingxun looked at the table full of sumptuous dishes, and her eyes became even more bitter.
Her heart was hot and sour, and her eyes were so hot that tears were about to fall.
Even when she was in the Duanmu family, as the young mistress, she had never eaten so much.
Furthermore, the aroma of the food really made her feel hungry.
However, in such an unfamiliar place, no matter how hungry she was, she did not dare to move.
She just sat there quietly, holding her rumbling stomach.
However, she could feel that her guess was right. This man named Xie lingye was either rich or powerful.
Just by looking at the food and the servants who had just brought the food into the room, they were all well-trained.
Just by looking at the details, one could see the wealth and prosperity of this place.
When Xie lingye walked in and saw Hua jingxun sitting there, he waved his hand, signaling for everyone to leave.
