The Spirit of the Old Master

The ancients often said.

He knew his limits.

It's been a while.

This sudden incident was just like picking out a few villains for the Luo Family.

"Miss Luo, if you need Little Wang's help, feel free to speak."

Zhao Shuning shook her head.

She did not want to owe Xia Qing too much favors.

Xia Qingyan unconsciously looked at Zhao Shuning more highly. She may have been weak before, but in her heart, she was extremely tenacious.

"Madam, Yan'Er is …?"

Luo Hao walked towards Ye Qingluan and puzzledly asked.

Ye Qingluan took a few steps to the side.

"Master Hou, please take care."

Luo Hao's heart sank. Pain struck him. He stretched out his hand, but didn't say anything in the end.

Zhao Shuning stood out and looked at the people at the side of the Rong family.

"I'll give you all one last chance right now. If you regret it now, there's still time."