Zhang Miaoyan arrived at Yue Xiaoyang's estate gate, her eyes swollen like goldfish eyes from crying. A few servants were tending to the flowers and plants at the entrance. Laisi saw her and exclaimed, "My God, Miss Zhang, what happened to you? I almost didn't recognize you!"
As she spoke, she took out a tissue and handed it to Zhang Miaoyan. Zhang Miaoyan's sadness surged, and her recently stopped tears began to fall again. "Laisi, I want to see Mr. Yue."
Laisi wiped her hands with an apron, "Well... Mr. Yue is very busy, and the estate is not receiving outside guests right now. It might not be convenient for you to go in, Miss Zhang."
Zhang Miaoyan immediately forgot to cry, "How is it inconvenient? Mr. Xie just came by a few days ago."
Laisi fumbled for words and couldn't give a clear reason. Zhang Miaoyan felt something was wrong, "I'll go in and take a look. Mr. Yue would not refuse to see me."
