Luo Mansion
"Crash——"
The sound of shattered porcelain echoed in Luo Tu's study.
Following it was Luo Tu's angry curses.
The people guarding outside the door were all a bit uneasy, especially Luo Shengjie's birth mother, the eldest mistress of the Luo Mansion.
Luo Zilin, supporting Duan Qingluo, stood at a distance with the people from Qingluo's courtyard, watching indifferently.
After returning from the Qin Pavilion, Luo Tu had been looking for Luo Shengjie. Not finding him, he vented his anger on the eldest mistress.
The eldest mistress felt both aggrieved and bewildered by the scolding.
When Luo Shengjie returned, without a word, he was dragged into the study by Luo Tu's people.
"Young Master, what happened?"
Mu Wen, whose face still looked pale, asked curiously.
Luo Zilin shook his head, "I don't know either."
He only came over with his mother after hearing the commotion, so how could he know what had happened?
