"Madam, Madam, do you think this letter is for Childe again?" The older female servant was panting heavily and sweating profusely. She handed the letter to Madam Qian.

Madam Qian took it and looked sullen. It was written on such a colorful envelope and addressed to Young Master Ling Yi.

Thinking of this, Madam Qian felt a pain in her heart. "This is my son's weak point. He always flirts with wicked women outside. After being ignored for some time, a few women will ...