Ye Huanyan lowered her head and looked at her palm, which was a bit sore from hitting someone earlier.
After a long time, she took a deep breath and clenched her palm again.
Today, she came for Xiao Bai, determined to overcome any obstacle.
For Xiao Bai, she was fearless.
The phone suddenly rang, and she took it out to have a look—it was a call from Lie Xunjue.
She silently hung up after a few seconds.
"Miss Ye, it's right here!" The maid respectfully stopped outside the Buddha hall.
People in Hong Kong are rather superstitious, and the wealthier they are, the more superstitious they become. Most will have a Buddha hall at home to worship deities and ancestral tablets.
Because of this, Old Master Li once chose to perform the foolish act of marrying off to avert misfortune.
Stepping into the Buddha hall, a faint scent of incense wafted through the air.
