“Yes, Jingzhou must have mentioned it to you.” Wu Fangrong gave a fake smile. “I am Wen Yuan Ning’er’s mother, and Wen Yuan is my son.”

She deliberately brought up her identity in an attempt to increase her social standing.

To everyone's surprise, Yu Guanguan responded coldly, "Second Aunt, hello. Quan Jingzhou didn't mention it to me, so I apologize for not being able to pay a visit."

"..."

Wu Fangrong's expression changed; she had long known that Quan Jingzhou never took her and her daughter seriously.

Who knew that Yu Guanguan was the same?

She clenched her fist tightly, but couldn't vent her anger on Yu Guanguan. Instead, she yelled at the housekeeper, "How do you treat your guests? Guanguan rarely comes here, why isn't there even a cup of tea?"

Her expression was stern, exuding the aura of a mistress of the house, her eyes filled with anger.

Yu Guanguan frowned. Wu Fangrong was indeed as Lou Manyue had described: arrogant and mean-spirited.

She acted as if she were the mistress of the mansion.

“No need to trouble the housekeeper to make tea,” Yu Guanguan said. “I’m waiting for the full moon. We’ll leave once she comes down.”

Upon hearing Lou Manyue's name, a flash of disgust crossed Wu Fangrong's eyes, but on the surface she said affectionately, "Manyue came back with you too? Where is she?"

"Upstairs."

Yu Guanguan gave a perfunctory smile, ignoring the overly familiar Wu Fangrong.

Wu Fangrong noticed her coldness, but smiled nonchalantly, "Then I'll go up and catch up with her."

After saying that, she swayed her hips as she went upstairs.

Yu Guanguan watched her retreating figure and recalled what Lou Manyue had said: Wu Fangrong had a secret, and this secret was very likely related to the deaths of Quan Jingzhou's parents.

She looked up at the building and silently clenched her fingers.

A moment later, a maid came over with a cup of tea and placed it respectfully in front of her. "Miss Yu, this is black tea prepared for you by the Second Madam."

"Thanks."

Yu Guanguan politely accepted it and took a sip.

It went into my mouth the moment it entered my mouth, and I immediately spat it out.

"Miss Yu..." The maid was startled and looked at her in panic. "Are you alright? Was the tea too hot?"

No, it's not.

Yu Guanguan shook her head and said to the maid, "Put the tea here, you can go now."

"Yes." The servant bowed her head and withdrew.

Yu Guanguan picked up the tea in front of her and poured it into the trash can.

This cup of tea is probably made by putting the whole salt shaker in; it's both bitter and astringent.

However, Yu Guanguan didn't know whether this was Wu Fangrong's idea or the servant's unauthorized decision.

She sat on the sofa and decided not to touch anything in the living room anymore.

After putting down her teacup, Wu Fangrong came downstairs.

She immediately glanced at the teacup next to her and, upon discovering that it was more than half empty, a smug look flashed across her face.

"Guanguan, why aren't you drinking tea? Is it because the maid's tea-making skills aren't to your liking?"

Hearing her say that, Yu Guanguan was certain in her heart.

The idea of ​​adding salt to tea came from Wu Fangrong.

Perhaps it was to give her a hard time, or perhaps it was to establish her authority as the mistress of the Quan family.

Regardless of the reason, Yu Guanguan didn't want to continue playing along with the other party.

"Where is Manyue? Why isn't she coming down yet? I should take my leave," Yu Guanguan said calmly.

Wu Fangrong looked at her, assuming that Yu Guanguan had drunk the tea, and felt quite smug. "She's still upstairs packing her clothes. Why don't you wait and see?"

Yu Guanguan raised an eyebrow.

Should we continue waiting?

Who knows what Wu Fangrong will use to entertain her?

Yu Guanguan thought for a moment. Lou Manyue had been up there for quite some time and there was still no movement. Could something have happened?

Thinking of this, she couldn't sit still any longer and stood up, saying, "I'll go upstairs to find her."

Seeing her uncooperative attitude, Wu Fangrong's expression turned cold. "Whatever. I'm going upstairs to rest. Butler, please take all my things to my bedroom."

Shopping is her favorite thing to do, and this time was no exception; she bought a lot of things, big and small.

The butler quickly followed.

Only Yu Guanguan remained in the living room; she strolled upstairs.

I hadn't taken more than a few steps when I heard a stern voice behind me.

Who's there?

"ah……"

Yu Guanguan was startled by the sudden sound, and her foot slipped, causing her to slide down the stairs.

This villa is an old house, and the staircase is very flimsy and cannot support her weight at all.

He was about to fall to the first floor...

Yu Guanguan's expression changed, and she hurriedly tried to grab something.

Suddenly, a pair of arms appeared in front of her. Yu Guanguan immediately reached out and instinctively grabbed them, preventing herself from falling.

Then, with a powerful turn, she was saved and regained her balance.

"Thanks……"

Just as Yu Guanguan was about to say thank you, she looked up and met a familiar face.

“It’s you.”

The words "thank you" were swallowed back down her throat. Yu Guanguan released the arms that had rescued her. "I'm fine now. Can you let go of me now, Wen Yuan?"

She slowly uttered that person's name.

Wen Yuan watched her with great interest. Her fair face turned rosy from panic, like rouge, which was pleasing to the eye.

"Yu Guanguan, what are you doing here?" Wen Yuan couldn't help but smile.

"This is none of your business. Please let go. I'm leaving."

Yu Guanguan didn't want to stay with Wen Yuan any longer; she just wanted to leave the stairwell and return to the living room as soon as possible.

"Did you come to see me?"

Yu Guanguan quickly pushed him away, giving him a slightly cold glare. "No, can you move aside now?"

Wen Yuan blocked the stairwell, preventing her from going up or down. This standoff disgusted Yu Guanguan.

"It would be my great honor."

Wen Yuan didn't care about her coldness. Instead, he smiled playfully and said in a teasing tone, "Don't you know that your cold and aloof appearance is even more charming, Yu Guanguan? Men are such perverted creatures. The more you ignore him, the more interested he becomes in you."

His words made Yu Guanguan frown deeply.

Is Wen Yuan some kind of pervert?

"Just because you like to act like a jerk doesn't mean others don't." Yu Guanguan glanced at him coldly. "At least Quan Jingzhou isn't like that."

Upon hearing this, Wen Yuan's expression twisted slightly. "How do you know he isn't?"

"Because I love him, and I understand him."

After Yu Guanguan finished speaking, she didn't look at Wen Yuan again and turned to walk towards the living room.

Talking to this kind of person is a waste of your breath.

As a result, Wen Yuan didn't seem to mind her coldness. Instead, he followed closely behind her, and the two of them went to the living room together.

"How did you end up here?" After saying that, he remembered something and looked upstairs, saying, "Lou Manyue brought you here."