QingWu was not in a good mood.
It was all because of that unlucky brat, Bai Sui. He had been taken away by Xiao Chenyuan, only to be dumped back halfway through, returning home as drunk as a dog.
QingWu wanted to hang him up and interrogate him, but her newly developed conscience wouldn't allow it.
She knew she shouldn't have acknowledged their connection. Now that she had, even giving this brat a slap would seem like bullying.
If she hadn't acknowledged him, she could have hit him as she pleased!
After all, what did the misdeeds of the infamous Dread King's consort have to do with Miss Yun QingWu?
The estate was particularly lively tonight. Even Night Wanderer drifted out holding an umbrella, and when he saw QingWu, he let out a surprised exclamation.
Night Wanderer's gaze swept over her face. "Unbelievable. It's rare to see such dark clouds hanging over you. Are you about to have some bad luck?"
