"What man? Another con artist? Tell him to get lost!"
Madam Meng didn't have the energy to worry about whether it was a man or not; she just felt it must be another person trying to deceive her.
Here, Meng Fanfan was still yelling, she yanked her hand away forcefully, glaring at Qin Qin, Feng Bai, and also President Meng and Madam Meng.
"You commoners, are you even worthy of speaking with me?"
Meng Fanfan sneered coldly and walked outside.
"Stop Miss, stop her."
Meng Fanfan ran outside; she needed to leave this ghostly place. She clearly remembered being forced to drink poisoned wine, so why was she in such a strange place? She had to go back to the Emperor to explain her innocence.
Seeing several oddly dressed men running towards her, Meng Fanfan disregarded her demeanor as an Imperial Noble Consort and quickly ran outside. As she exited the villa's door, an approximately sixty-year-old beggar, disheveled and with hair that seemed unwashed for months, blocked her way.
