C270 Chapter 270

In the early morning, at the Fu Mansion, there was no noise coming from noon. Many guests would choose to sit together on the second floor and chat with each other. Some of them would nod in agreement. They could be considered quite familiar friends.

In the Sky No. 1 Room, Mu Rong Qing, who was wearing a green robe, rolled up her sleeves and moved the plates of tea and pastries to the table