C121 You Want Me to be a Living Dead?

Lan Qingjia's eyes narrowed sharply, a chilling intensity flashing within them as Hongyi revealed their scheme. How dare they...

"Miss, what should we do?" her attendant asked.

A cold glint appeared in Lan Qingjia's eyes. "We'll turn the tables and draw them out."

Meanwhile, at the Lau residence, Mrs. Lau and her daughter, Lan Qingwan, sneezed simultaneously. As the year-end approached