Zhuang Heng?
Lu Shifeng frowned slightly. In his impression, this graceful and gentle woman wouldn't do such a thing. Why?
He instructed the butler, "Investigate further and find out when the young madam offended Miss Zhuang."
The butler replied affirmatively, cautiously glanced at his expression, "It's possible that Miss Zhuang offended the young madam."
"Impossible." Lu Shifeng was unequivocal. He had known Zhuang Heng for nearly ten years, understood her well, a typical noble lady who would never cause trouble without reason. And as for Su Xingyu? Just thinking of that girl, Lu Shifeng felt like a small thorn pricked his heart—she was too strong-willed, like a thorny rose, a cat always on edge, a prickly hedgehog…
She even dared to offend him, offending Zhuang Heng would be a piece of cake for her, wouldn't it?
The butler sighed silently. He didn't understand why, with things as they were, the young master still sided with an outsider?
