Chapter 252: Painting a Target on Your Own Head

The skies were dark as ink. Suddenly, the sound of urgent knocking rang out from beyond the courtyard gates, followed by Zheng Muyao’s frantic voice. “Uncle Su, are you back yet?” When he saw that Su Yi was about to stand up, Shen Jiusong immediately went to open the door on his behalf. Before long, the fiery, sultry, black-dressed Zheng Muyao followed Shen Jiusong inside. She looked haggard, and exhaustion was written all over her exquisite features. When she saw Su Yi, her big eyes...