Even the salt, oil, and pork brought back were not put down, she kept holding them while sitting by the bed, it was truly peculiar.
Ming Yan had been in the Ye Mansion for so many years, and had never been so lost in thought.
Could it be related to Master Zhi Chen? After all, he almost drove her to suicide.
Sometimes, Ye Zhi admired herself, really thinking of things and having them come to her. The maid sitting on the bed came to her senses and said with a trembling voice, "Miss, it's possible something will happen to Master Zhi Chen."
