Kapitel 117: Conspiracy

After saying that, he drove the horse straight ahead.

The carriage in the middle actually lost control, and the coachman hid in fear. Ming Zhiyan's horse just happened to pass by.

Song Yunfeng stood at the same spot and watched Ming Zhiyan's back as he left. Her face turned ugly, red and white.

The servant girl was trembling as she watched from the side. The young miss was angry, and she would suffer again.

The servant girl's trembling attracted Song Yunfeng's attention. She glared at her fiercely and scolded, "Useless thing! Go back!"

When the carriage passed by the Jian Food Shop, she suddenly thought of that wretched servant girl. Some people were born to be enemies. The first time she saw Jian Qingqing, she felt that she was an eyesore. She had heard that Ming Zhiyan often went to the Jian Family Village these past two days, she became even more jealous and hateful.