C467 Chapter 467

However, Chu Nianhe didn't need to explain these words to Loyal Marquis' Wife.

Little Embroidery, who was pressed down tightly, had a deathly pale face and beads of sweat could be seen on her forehead. Her thin, white lips trembled as she looked at Chu Nianhe in disbelief and said, "You …" You are from the Chu Mansion? "

She was smart.

Without any hesitation