C378 Her Tone Was a Little Sour

"Who's here?"

She had already laid down on the chaise longue, and now she hurriedly sat up again. The chauffeur standing by the door respectfully said, "…" "Yes, Miss Leng."

"..."

Xie Huimin took a silk scarf and draped it over her shoulders. She sat on the Imperial Consort's chair, looking dignified and elegant. When Yue Ran came in, she had seen her like this