"It's not as I thought? Then why are you here staying with her? Shouldn't you stay with Old Madam of Marquis Xing's Mansion?" Zhao Xiqiong threw off Zhao Xiran's hands and said unhappily.

"Yes, I should! But I also want to have some free time," Zhao Xiran said with helplessness.

Hearing that it was Zhao Xiran's own idea, the anger on Zhao Xiqiong's face subsided a little. She became curious about Shao Wanru, who was in the bedroom.

"Sister, I ...