Hehe, sure enough, people marry because they share the same traits. Two of the Prime Minister Liu’s family’s younger generation had become her enemy. It looked like her and the Liu residence were unable to get along.
However, speaking of Liu Ruohua, Su Luo suddenly recalled a matter related to her.
That day when she returned to her own remote courtyard. Su Wan had brought their cheap father and hurriedly arrived. At that time, Su Wan was certain that she hadn’t returned yet. Then, who was it that told Su Wan the news that she still hadn’t returned?
Moreover, how could she confidently say that Su Luo and His Highness Prince Jin went to the Sunset Mountain Range? And also say that she and the Jade Lake’s Fairy had a conflict?
Who was this person…simply someone who called out with such passion.
Liu Ruohua, besides her, there simply was no one else.
Hehe, then, the matter of when Su Wan invited the black-clothed hitman to rape her in the middle of the night, to what extent did Liu Ruohua participate in it? It looked like when she returned, she really needed to properly admire the moon and have a heart to heart talk with Su Wan who was locked in the Clear Thinking Courtyard. Having thought up to here, the corner of Su Luo’s mouth lifted slightly.
Speaking of which, Su Xiaoyuan was indeed the local boss of this area. After seven to eight turns into very small streets, he brought Su Luo to an old street with simple, unadorned, old-fashioned houses.
He pointed to an old-fashioned residence with a courtyard and said to Su Luo: “Miss, this is the home of Elder Chen. Elder Chen’s family’s hidden shop is among the most abundant in supply of raw materials and with the most variety of highest grades material. Naturally, the price is also very high.”
Su Luo’s gaze swept the surroundings once.
This place appeared somewhat remote and desolate. It didn’t look lived-in and very few people passed by here. The area had a quiet and deserted appearance.
However. this did give off a little of the atmosphere of a hidden shop.
Just like in Su Luo’s previous world, the most authentic delicious food was not at the noisiest city center, but was often located at unremarkable places. A tourist with a fleeting glance in passing and without a person guiding them, often wouldn’t be able to find these places.
Su Xiaoyuan’s little knuckles went ‘knock, knock, knock’ on the door, in a pattern of three long and two short knocks.
Not long after, the door opened with a creaking sound.
At the doorway, a very old face, like the skin of an orange peel, appeared. His entire face was full of wrinkles, with turbid eyes and grizzled hair. He appeared to be an elderly man of eighty or ninety years old.