Seeing that Zhao Wu was leaving, Chu Qian'er reluctantly gave him everything. Ignoring her pain, she got up from the ground and quickly undressed herself. She ran in front of Zhao Wu and pounced on Zhao Wu again.

"Second cousin, I know what you want. I'll give it to you. Don't go ......"

Zhao Wu didn't expect this woman to be so shameless.

He tried to push her away, but her arms wrapped around him like tightropes.

"Go away......" Before Zhao Wu could finish speaking, he heard footsteps.

Then, a second later, he saw Chu Xintian standing at the door.

When Chu Xintian walked into the room and saw the scene in front of him, Chu Xintian stayed.

She didn't expect to see anything like this!

Zhao Wu's clothes were not neat. There's a girl hanging on him!

Chu Xintian thought he was dazzled at first, and hallucinations appeared in front of him.

However, when she saw it for two seconds, the sight did not disappear. Chu Xintian understood, it wasn't dazzling, it was real!

Oh my God, what's this called?

I'm waiting for Zhao Wu outside. I heard a loud noise coming from the room. I thought the man had a headache. I'm worried he's here to check.

But no, she was wrong!

Zhao Wu is having a lot of fun with other women now!

I don't know what kind of game it is. It turned all the tables in the room over. That's where the sound comes from!

Chu Xintian thought she was both ridiculous and worried about Zhao Wu. Unexpectedly, she came in and ruined other people's good things!

She stood blankly for a few seconds, reflecting how superfluous her presence was.

“… Sorry to bother you. After saying this, Chu Xintian turned around and left.

Chu Xintian almost trotted out of Zhao Wu's yard.

Out of the yard, Chu Xintian didn't know where he was running. She just wanted to get out quickly.

Thinking of the scene she had just seen, Chu Xintian only felt very ironic.

She just sat under the bamboo forest in Zhao Wu's courtyard, thinking about whether Zhao Lao Taijun could enter Zhao Wang's Mansion if she wanted to.

She also thinks that Zhao Wu, as a person, is actually very good to her son and seems to be very good to her as well. Is she willing to consider accepting this man?

Chu Xintian didn't expect to face it so quickly!

She is so naïve, she would think that Zhao Wu, such a rich man, would be a good man!

When Zhao Wu lost his memory, everything he did to her in Shuangxi Village, in the cave under the cliff of Qingcheng Mountain, and in the guest room of the Lu family proved that he was not a good thing!

She forgot those things!

Fortunately, just now, Chu Xintian saw Zhao Wu's true face. It's just in time!

Otherwise, when she entered the Zhao Palace, this kind of thing happened, and at that time, she would regret it.

Chu Xintian felt that she was far away from Zhao Wu's courtyard because she was in a hurry. She slowed down, breathing heavily.

"Miss Chu, why are you here alone? Where's the young marshal?" Ah Fu came from a distance. Seeing Chu Xintian, he stopped and asked.

Ah Fu heard that Zhao Wu was back, and he was with Chu Xintian. He was about to go to find Zhao Wu, but he only saw Chu Xintian alone. He couldn't help but be curious.

“… In his yard...... Chu Xintian thought for a while, and said to Ah Fu: "You'd better not go now, otherwise it will affect your master's work!"

When Chu Xintian said this, he realized that he was almost at the door of King Zhao's mansion.

She stopped paying attention to Ah Fu and continued to walk forward.

She didn't want to see Zhao Wu again, so she didn't want to stay here anymore. Let's go!

Chu Xintian walked to the front door and asked the janitor to find Steward Zhao. She asked Steward Zhao to help her. Tell Mrs. Zhao that she has something to do. She will have to go back to Chaoyang Street instead of having lunch here.

Chu Xintian saw that Chu Xintian was leaving, so he arranged a carriage for her.

Ah Fu felt that Chu Xintian's words were very strange.

He walked to Zhao Wu's courtyard.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Zhao Wu rushing out of the house wearing only a middle coat.

"Young Marshal ......"