But inside the small kitchen, the sordid scene they had imagined was nowhere to be found.
The woman who should have been desperate and in pain was sitting calmly on a long bench directly facing the door. She propped her chin on one hand, her elbow resting on the table beside her, the picture of utter boredom.
On the ground in front of her lay a fat man, so bruised and swollen he was barely recognizable as human. If not for the steward's uniform he was wearing, Mu Shuangshuang wouldn't have even recognized him as the Steward Zhang she had arranged to be there!
'What in the world is going on!'
'Did Shen Qing beat Steward Zhang into this state?!'
'Impossible! How could that woman be capable of something like that?!'
Shen Qing raised her eyes, quickly scanning the people before her as the corners of her mouth slowly curled up. "You're finally here. I was starting to wonder how much longer you'd make me wait. Mu Shuangshuang, so she's your new master. That's a bit of a surprise."
