Xiang Yiran's eyes flickered with a hint of malevolence, his expression manic and distorted.
Wan Zhi had indeed taken the bait!
Everything in that room of the Bao Mansion was ready.
Once Wen Wan Zhi arrived, he would make her reputation crumble!
Wen Wan Zhi and Xiang Yiran had arranged to meet at the Bao Mansion, and Cao Qing drove her to the Bao Mansion.
Wan Zhi put on her mask, fully armed, and walked into the courtyard of the Bao Mansion.
The courtyard was still filled with blooming lilies, pure white and harmless.
Wen Wan Zhi's throat itched, and she hurried into the villa.
The teahouse seemed empty, and Wan Zhi's expression tightened.
Today, Old Master Bao wasn't in the mansion.
A servant took Wen Wan Zhi to the second floor of the villa, and then everyone withdrew.
The vast villa fell into silence, and Wan Zhi became more guarded.
Staring at the master bedroom door in front of her, her heart pained as if it was tightly bound.