Chao Sheng received the order and left.
Last night's scheme marked the beginning of his declaration of war against the second house.
Having endured for ten years, it was time to strike back.
The wind blew, causing the loquats to sway. Shen Juncheng gazed at the plump loquats and calmly said, "Come out, Your Highness."
Upon hearing his words, a young man in blue attire walked in from the doorway, flicking his folding fan and jokingly said, "Shen, you don't know how to cherish beauty."
That coquettish wife of yours dared to say she'd be dealt with if she didn't obey; shouldn't she at least be enjoyed first, then disposed of?
Otherwise, it's such a waste.
As he closed the fan, he shamelessly added, "Before dealing with her, you should've had your fun, otherwise, you'll be at a loss."
She's already been dragged into a second marriage.
Shen Juncheng glanced at him and ignored his teasing.
