C314 People Who Don't like You

Yan Xisheng didn't really care what Rong Qi was up to; he had only one purpose for calling him into the inner room.

As Yan Xisheng got up and retrieved paper and pen from the desk against the north wall, Rong Qi looked puzzled.

"What are you doing?"

"Writing a letter."

"To whom?"

"Consort Yuu."

Faced with the paper and pen, Rong Qi lowered his gaze, crossed his arms