Song Qiao narrowed her eyes slightly, although she didn't quite agree with Chu Munan's words, she couldn't entirely deny them either.
The servant brought a cup of boiled water to Chu Munan, with a few pills in their hand. Munan took them and directly threw them into his mouth, followed by a gulp of water to swallow them down.
After drinking, he put the cup on the table in front of him, stood up, looked at Song Qiao with a faint smile, and said, "Mrs. Lu, please."
Song Qiao remained silent, yet she still stood up and followed behind Chu Munan, heading towards the mansion's front door together.
Song Qiao was forced to follow behind Chu Munan and walk out of the mansion's front door, where the incessant rain fell to the ground, and the sound from the roof reached her ears. Feeling a gaze upon her, she looked up, and quite unexpectedly met the man's ink-dark, profound eyes.
