C371 There may Not be a Future

Hot sour radish. The moment the pork ribs soup came out of the pot, it was immediately sent to Hee Shanduo. When she heard the sound outside the door, Hee Shanduo looked towards the door. It did not look like the interrogation when the maids came in to deliver the food. Thinking about it, it was likely that the person did not need to be interrogated. People like that were now in the square