Soon after.
Just a snort.
Su Guimei: "..."
Su Guimei took a deep breath, somewhat helplessly continued speaking to Lin Shuang: "In your eyes, Wang Ye is a fine man, but in my perspective, that's not the case."
"Wang Ye, he's just a womanizer."
Lin Shuang's pupils gradually contracted as she looked at Su Guimei, faint traces of hostility emerged, giving Su Guimei the feeling that if she continued speaking, Lin Shuang would have dealt with her if not for her weaker strength.
"Sigh."
Su Guimei sighed helplessly.
Then, she said to Lin Shuang: "Alright, there's no need to think too much, let's continue."
At that moment.
Outside, came the voice of Meng Qian.
"Holy Lord, Saintess, news of the Saint Heir has arrived."
"Really? Quickly, let me see!"
Upon hearing Meng Qian's words, a smile immediately appeared on Lin Shuang's face. She quickly walked towards Meng Qian and took a letter from her hand.
