158-159 Different Ways of Survival
When the door of Orleans' room was opened, he was lying in bed. Startled by the sound of the door, Orleans leapt up, ready to rush out, but the person standing outside made him stop in his tracks.
He thought one of those foul-mouthed hunters was the one opening the door for him, Orleans was prepared for them — he intended to give those ungracious hunters a punch each. Those damned curs who dared to subject the noble Viscount Orleans to such humiliation. The noble Mr. Orleans hadn't yet realized that the source of his humiliation was his equally noble father.
"Xuexue, it's you," Orleans' face lit up with joy the moment he saw Wen Maixue who had opened the door for him, the young aristocrat who had been locked up overnight and had grown somewhat silly had all the grievances from last night forgotten once he saw his goddess.
