21 Chapter 21 She Does Not Want to Forgive Him_1

Mo Shiting held up an umbrella, and coldly ordered, "Open the door."

"Yes, sir."

Rong Hu immediately complied.

Another bodyguard respectfully stepped forward, taking the umbrella, which was still dripping, from Mo Shiting.

The moment the doors of the ancestral hall were opened, Mo Shiting hastily walked in.

The bodyguards remained in place, as was the custom.

Rong Hu, observing the dwindling rain, couldn't help but ponder; was his young master feeling pity, or was he feeling pity?

...

The spacious ancestral hall was brightly lit. As soon as Mo Shiting stepped in, he saw a girl kneeling in front of the incense table.

She seemed to be immersed in her own world, unaffected by the thunder and lightning outside.

Could it be that she wasn't afraid of thunder?

That's right, she's not Tang Tang...

Mo Shiting's long, dark eyes squinted slightly, a trace of desolation flickering across them.