A hint of shadow immediately flickered in Liu Rushuang's eyes.
Zhou Qing and Second Uncle looked towards the sound, only to see the main door restriction ripple again as a woman in a moon-white flowing cloud brocade skirt emerged gracefully.
Her hair was styled in a high bun, and a golden phoenix hairpin with dangling pearls jingled softly with her lotus steps.
On her delicate oval face, a pair of luminous peach blossom eyes made people unable to resist taking more than a few glances.
"What a seductive fox!" Second Uncle's voice echoed in Zhou Qing's mind.
Zhou Qing remained composed, his gaze calmly fixed on the newcomer.
"Second sister-in-law." The smile at the corner of Liu Rushuang's lips faded a little, and she sighed inwardly, realizing she was a step too late.
Su Yurou gently waved her round fan, her gaze lingering on Zhou Qing.
