Chen Xingnuo returned to the private room moments later.
She knew how things were going before she even reached Rong Shu’s side. The cloyingly “gentle” smile playing on Gu Manyin’s lips told her everything.
Rong Shu must have taken a serious beating while she was gone.
Chen Xingnuo slid into the seat beside Rong Shu and glanced at her tiles. As expected, they were a disaster. She lowered her voice
















