"There's a big problem."
At night, Zheng Li looked out at the blizzard and felt that something was off about the house.
Especially the woman who had arrived last.
Her ID was "Char-grilled Salt and Pepper Seal," she didn't reveal her name, only mentioning that he could call her Baobao.
Ever since that woman had arrived, the states of the other people became abnormal.
They seemed to be eager to please this woman, regardless of gender, with all sorts of warm inquiries, like eunuchs fawning over an emperor.
This eagerness had left the realm of normal concern and was as if the woman possessed infinite charm.
If that were the case, it would be all right.
But Zheng Li only felt that this woman was very dangerous.
He hadn't forgotten that day's dream; although he had only made eye contact with that woman, Zheng Li still felt a surge of panic.
Now, facing the woman surrounded by everyone, Zheng Li felt as helpless as a rabbit before a fierce wolf.