"Stop talking nonsense. If the ancestor hears you, you won't be forgiven. No one will dare to plead for you!"
Shen Zongwen spoke, her actions paused, with a hint of resentment in her eyes.
"Second Miss!"
Suddenly, a deep voice came from outside the door.
"You lie down and rest, I'll go out for a while." Shen Zongwen put down the white porcelain bottle in her hand, got up and walked outside.
Outside stood a man in a suit, slightly respectful in demeanor: "Second Miss."
"Hmm, have you found any information?"
Shen Zongwen wrapped her voice with spiritual energy as she asked, doing this to prevent anyone from eavesdropping on their conversation.
"According to Second Miss's instructions, I followed all the way to the eldest miss's room. That person went into the eldest miss's room and never came out!" the man said in a low voice.
"Hmm, he really hasn't come out?" Shen Zongwen frowned.
