lt;pgt;Fu Yan Huo Mi

Back at Huo's Manor, it was almost nine o'clock. The engagement banquet had long ended, and the manor was brightly lit.,Song Qingshuang's spirit was much better than before. Mainly, yesterday the scandal of the Shen family reached her ears. Thinking back to how she had been bullied by Mrs. Shen and her daughter, she felt happy that karma had come around, and her mood brightened, improving her physical well-being as well.,In the main seat, Old Master Huo sat in a grand armchair, beads of prayer rotating between his fingers as he gestured towards Huo Mingzheng.。