C50 Anger

Nuan Xiang who was making tea seemed to have sensed something for a moment, but realizing that she had probably thought too much into it, she shook her head and continued to make the tea.

When Xuanyuan Chen arrived at the General's Residence, he saw Xie Qingrong lazily curled up on a chair, holding onto a pastry in her hand, as she placed it into her mouth.

Seeing that Xuanyuan Chen had arrived