During the conversation, a corpulent noblewoman with a sour and mean face, surrounded by a throng of servants, stepped out.
She wore a golden hairpin on her head, her walk full of grace and charm, yet her barrel-like, robust figure made it look particularly comical.
"Who dares to cause trouble at our Marquis Mansion?"
As the woman appeared, she let out a sharp, shrill voice—it was the Second Madam Luo!
At this moment, she was scornfully staring at Luo Qingtong, sneering, "What kind of slut dares to impersonate Lady Luo at our mansion's gates, truly seeking death!"
Though the Second Madam spoke defiantly, her heart was inexplicably alarmed.
She looked at Luo Qingtong's face, as beautiful as a celestial jade sculpture, instinctively captivating.
This damned girl, she's still alive! Not only that, she even seems more beautiful!
The Second Madam's eyes were filled with jealousy as she stared at Luo Qingtong's face.
