The One Who Smashed the Table

Zhao Shuning wanted to get out of the carriage immediately but stopped too.

Xu Yue'er got off the carriage early.

There was a maid by her side to support her.

This was the Flower Capital, the place where she was raised. Here, Xu Yue'er shouldn't be in any trouble.

Luo Qiu said, "Miss, aren't you going down?"

"Not yet. We're all strangers. It's best to keep a low profile here. Don't go down and cause all sorts of trouble."

Luo Qiu smiled.

She did not say anything.

Because the person under the carriage was not someone that the young lady cared about, so she did not care, right?

"What are you laughing at?"

"Nothing."

Zhao Shuning looked at Luo Qiu in confusion.

Seeing that she only smiled and did not speak, she also did not speak.

She pricked up her ears and focused on listening to the sounds outside.