In the car, Lu Xinglan commented, "This motherfucker is an idiot."
When people delivered themselves right to his doorstep, and he still didn't take them, what else could he be if not an idiot?
It was already two in the morning, and Xiao Bei was sleepy, with tears streaming from her tired eyes, but she dared not doze off. Pinching her thigh to stay awake, she said, "Master, the Second Miss has been taken away; let's go back too."
Thump.
Lu Xinglan's head bumped against the car window.
"Master."
"Master?"
He had fallen asleep.
Xiao Bei: "..."
On March 15th, the Luo Family's case went to court for trial.
The day before the trial, Luo Qinghe, citing health reasons, once again applied for leave to seek medical treatment.
Still following the old routine, Xu Pozhi came to see her with a bouquet of roses. After arranging the flowers, he said, "The trial is tomorrow."
