C1435 A Sharp Tongue but a Soft Heart

"It's okay, please come in." Ye Qingru said lightly.

Shaang Qionglu, who was sitting in the main hall of the mansion, gradually calmed down.

She looked up and down at the elegant and grand inner hall of the old building. The ink painting hanging on the wall was the masterpiece of a famous painter.

All the furnishings, including the chairs, were antiques that were invented and above