C150 The President Is Getting Married?

Tong Zimei irritably walked into the room, walked around the room a bit, then felt suffocated and panicked. She turned around, pushed open the door, and went downstairs again.

He had just descended the stairs when he heard whispers from the kitchen, "Mister is getting married in half a month, how would you have the time to come here?" It sounded like the voice of another servant