Dual car, date red horse, the bun is strung with pearl bell very magnificent.
Ruo Hong was already standing in front of his wife, and this carriage was in the middle of the road.
"This humble one is Song Zhiyu, and I am inviting Madam Xiao to the Humble Residence for a chat." Song Zhiyu said slowly.
"Not going." Yi Qing didn't see Song Zhiyu's person, but his voice was lazy and seductive. Even his voice was mesmerizing to women.
"This commoner sincerely invites you, Madam Xiao. Why do you reject this commoner's invitation?" Song Zhiyu's voice was still as clear as a spring, making people feel very comfortable.
"It's your business whether you're sincere or not. It's my business whether I accept it or not. I don't want to go." Yi Qing rejected without hesitation.