Originally, Hong Dou and Qin Qingyue were just bringing in a bowl of hot millet porridge into the room.
And happened to see that scene.
Mr. Su Jiuci, who had previously seemed so fragile, was now passionately kissing their Young Master on the table.
The row of dishes had been pushed aside.
The intensity of the act, and Mr. Su Jiuci's look of conquest.
Their Young Master looked like the pitiful one being bullied.
Hong Dou was first shocked, then her face flushed red.
How come the Young Master and the future husband were kissing without closing the door?
It was embarrassingly intimate to watch.
Lovers quarrel at one moment and reconcile at the next, that seems rather normal.
Hong Dou thought to herself that it might be better to hide away for a while.
But just as she was about to leave, she noticed Qin Qingyue still standing there.
Her complexion was faded, as if she had lost her soul.
Hong Dou pulled at her, whispering
