Sun Yarou took a few deep breaths to calm down.
When Liu Sanniang and Chu Yan arrived, she smiled. "Miss Liu, Mr. Chu, please sit."
Liu Sanniang and Chu Yan sat down. Sun Yarou sighed. "The person who left just now was my husband, Zhao Fengyun."
Sun Yarou asked the servants to prepare food for Liu Sanniang and Chu Yan. She also picked up her chopsticks, but she was worried sick, and was not in the mood to eat. No matter how delicious the food was, it became bland and tasteless in her mouth.
Liu Sanniang said, "It's understandable that Lord Zhao reacted so strongly."
Sun Yarou frowned and looked at Liu Sanniang. "Miss Liu, did you see anything wrong?"
Sun Yarou did not know anything about mystics. However, since she was young, her mother would often take her to offer incense at temples. They would generously donate money to the temple.
She was not sure if she was really overthinking this time.