Fu Chou spoke without hesitation, "I have no dealings with your young lady or the Gongsun Mansion. What urgent matter could there be? I'm sorry, I don't have the time to accompany you." He lifted his foot to leave.
"Housekeeper Fu…" Xia He still wanted to block his way.
Fu Chou pushed her aside without any pity, and his figure disappeared into the crowd. To someone like him, apart from avenging the family feud, he had no interest in other matters. Recently, his master was trying to reverse his conviction, but unfortunately, evidence from fifteen years ago was elusive, leading to a stalemate. He was in a very bad mood.
Xia He was intimidated by his demeanor; this Housekeeper Fu was as crude as a murderer. Her young lady was the number one beauty in the capital city... well, not anymore; in the past several months, the title of the number one beauty had been snatched by Su Qingyue. Her young lady could at least rank as the second beauty...
