Zhuang Rouhui hurried to the Li Family Mansion.
As she looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar walls, a sense of bewilderment flashed in her eyes.
She could not remember how long it had been since her last visit here.
When she used to bring fortune to Li Fuhong, she would come here during festivals and holidays.
But later, as if she had been completely forgotten, only the two children were occasionally called over.
Zhuang Rouhui steadied herself and walked in with her head held high.
Li Fuhong was already waiting inside, with a woman standing next to him, the two of them intimately close.
Zhuang Rouhui stared at the woman.
This "vixen" was completely different from what she had imagined.
She wasn't seductive, or even particularly beautiful.
Her appearance could only be described as "a modest and discreet beauty."
Her eyes were single-lidded, not very large, but always conveyed a sense of calmness like still waters.
