"Is that so?" Shen Yijia dug her ears. She rubbed her hands and urged, "Let's walk faster. Otherwise, the roasted chicken won't taste good when it's cold."
Looking at her young lady's back as she ran away, Mo Yuan looked up and quickly followed.
"Hey, young lady!" On the second floor of the inn, if not for Shuan Zi and Zhu Zi stopping him, Qian Youde would have jumped down.
After shouting at the top of his lungs for a long time, not only did he suffer, but he also watched as the person he had been looking for for so long slipped away.
He kicked the two of them angrily. "Hurry up and chase after her!"
As soon as Shen Yijia entered the residence, she rushed to look for Song Jingchen. Suddenly, a figure flashed past her eyes. She shouted, "Stop right there!"
Thirty Thousand paused and placed his hands behind his back. "Young Madam."
Shen Yijia narrowed her eyes. "Did you go to the kitchen to steal food again?"
