It was just after lunch.
Lu Manman was about to sit on the couch and watch the television when a servant approached and respectfully said, "Miss Yun, there's a lady by the name of Jiang Yiyao at the door looking for you."
Lu Manman looked up at the vintage grandfather clock in the living room. It was barely one in the afternoon.
Jiang Yiyao probably hated Wen Yun as much as she did.
"Let her in, and take her to the garden upstairs to look for me."
"Yes."
Lu Manman smiled as she watched the servant leave. Then, she turned around and walked toward the transparent glass garden on the third floor. The view was picturesque, and the flowers were in full bloom.
She sat down in a lounge area in the center of the aerial garden. There were comfortable reclining chairs, an elegant coffee table, and even some decorations that looked casual but were worth a fortune. The decor was so extravagant that it caught people's attention.
