"Wei Wan has left, you can go too."
Outside the small courtyard, as Wei Wan finally departed, Qiu Zhihe immediately addressed Jian Yue coldly.
Earlier, taking advantage of the "acting" opportunity, this little tramp kept rubbing against her husband, which she very much disliked.
To be precise, she disliked any woman getting close to her husband.
Jian Yue said pitifully, "Mistress, please don't, this servant still wants to serve you and master tonight!"
Qiu Zhihe ignored her performance and said indifferently, "If you don't leave now, the next time the Soul-devouring Pill acts up, you'll have to bear it yourself."
Jian Yue immediately stood up, bowed respectfully to the two of them, "Master, Mistress, this servant takes her leave."
After saying that, her figure flickered, and she was already out of the house, quickly leaving far away.
