Yun Shujing, Do You Admit It?

"Let's go!" Shen Changmei turned around and said to Butler Qin.

At this moment, Yun Shujing and the elders on the main seat panicked.

This was because this matter was no small matter.

Everyone in the ancestral hall had an interesting expression on their faces. Only Huo Jiuxiao had an indifferent expression on his face as if everything was under his control. He leaned against the chair, his slender fingers playing with Lin Wanli's soft palm, as if he was admiring the ugly state of the relevant people.

He had gotten the photo from Huo Xinhong, and he was also the one who had given it to Shen Changmei. Of course, this was the real gift to Yun Shujing.

"Changmei...Don't go." Uncle Zhong was so agitated that he almost fell to the ground. "This is a serious matter. We have to settle it now."