Based on the various events that had just occurred, that young lady must have been harmed by someone, but it was unknown if that lady had suffered anything beyond the rash on her face. Looking at the old nanny, Lin Yuan was certain, she was definitely not clean.
"What are you thinking about?" Xia Zheng's voice suddenly emerged from behind, making Lin Yuan shiver unexpectedly. She was just thinking about all sorts of dark possibilities, and this guy had come over silently. How could she not be frightened?
Giving him a glare, Lin Yuan huffed, "Didn't I say? You go first. Why did you come back?"
Xia Zheng raised his eyebrows, his expression oozing with a matter-of-fact attitude, "You're here slapping people, how could I leave such an interesting show?"
Looking at the figure that was nearly disappearing around the street corner, Xia Zheng curved his lips, "Are you wondering who that old woman's mistress is?"
