That's the meal Jiang Yingying owes.
Life's just impossible to be peaceful.
She finally managed to shake off the burdens of many years, thinking she could rest quietly for a few days and relax. Yet, these people seemed to have made an appointment; one after another, they've all come.
It's almost time for dinner, after all.
But she must first deal with Ouyang Chengze.
She slipped on her embroidered shoes and went out, full of killing intent.
Xiaozi followed closely behind, always having a foreboding feeling that this time, Lady might just break Young Master Ouyang's limbs!
After all, no one knows what a madman will do next.
Jiang Yingying quickly arrived at the side gate of the Duke Residence, only to find two carriages parked outside.
One on the left and one on the right, both unmarked.
Standing by the carriage on the left was Ouyang Chengze, his eyes bright and sparkling, while by the carriage on the right stood Zhu Biao, dressed in a dark blue outfit.
