Confession

Madam Di quickly left with Marquis Wayne and moved almost everything in the mansion.

The Duke of Wynn, who didn't know if it was because he was so poor or if he was intentionally provoking Madam Di, immediately helped Aunt Wen to her feet.

Yi Qing didn't gossip about the details of the process. From the surface, each side seemed to have their own merits. Perhaps they had a win-win situation?

She continued to hold her ground in her sparsely populated infirmary, while Xiao Chen accompanied her.

Because it was too boring, Yi Qing set up a grill to roast the corn and sweet potatoes. The fragrance spread out, making people's appetite.

"Say, hey, hot." Yi Qing breathed in while peeling the sweet potato.

In silence, Xiao Fei dragged the plate over to peel her skin.

Yi Qing snickered, staring at his nimble big hand, he continued: "Xiao Fen, when do you think the Chastity King left?"