C397 It Was a Small Party

Qiao Xiaoxiao's face darkened when she heard the voice.

Since when did Lih Mingxiao have a mistress in his room?

She hoped that Lih Mingxiao, that bastard, had a mistress in his room. This way, she would be free.

However, things went against her wishes. Let alone a mistress in a golden house. . . She had never seen a woman who could get one meter closer to Lih Mingxiao