Gu Fei collapsed to the ground, watching as Housekeeper Wu, flanked by several servants, went through a small door into the rear courtyard of the Prince Qi Mansion up ahead.
She pushed herself up from the ground and looked at her left palm. The skin was scraped off, and it was smeared with sand and dust—a messy mixture of black and red.
Her expression grim, she started walking back. 'I never thought this Housekeeper Wu would be so hard to deal with.'
'Judging by what he said, if I don't close the shop this morning, is he going to take matters into his own hands this afternoon?'
'What is he planning to do?'
Gu Fei quickened her pace, and it was nearly half an hour before she got back to the inn.
Just as she reached the entrance, a horse-drawn carriage pulled to a stop.
An elegant, handsome young man stepped out of the carriage. Gu Fei froze for a second—it was Su Chen!
Su Chen saw Gu Fei as well, his eyes filled with a delight he couldn't hide. "M— Miss Gu—"
