Entering the room with a sullen face, Mo Huating looked at the miserable-looking Wei Qiufu. The collapsed stool was still on the ground with the long white silk cloth hanging beside it. In addition, Wei Qiufu, whose face was drenched with tears, became the most appealing in the room.

However, for some reason, Mo Huating saw a piece of clothing that hid behind the screen.

Wei Qiufu's and Wei Yuewu's maids were in the room, so Mo Huating knew that the piece of ...