C470 The Disappearing Bride

Closing the door, Lvzhuang stood in the hallway, sighing softly and leaning against the wall, looking quite upset.

“What are you doing out here? Why aren’t you inside?”

“The lady saw me and asked me to leave, saying she wasn’t in a good mood.”

It wasn’t just Lvzhuang who felt something was off; Fendai thought so too.

Lvzhuang’s return was Xiaoli’s idea. Last night, before going to bed