Chapter 560 - Despair
"Miss Zheng, this is the place."
Bamboo pointed to a small door that only one person could pass through, and lightly said.
Zheng Jiajia stared at the corner of the gate, and anger rose.
Jiaomen were small, but for guests to walk on, the quality of the doors and panels would usually not be too bad. Sometimes, there would even be a small hanging flower gate with a small shadow wall outside.
But now, at this small corner in front of her, she could truly feel Mo Xiyan's malice.
That's right, Zheng Jiajia had originally thought that the so called Jiaomen was actually one of those side doors in her residence.
Thus, even though he felt that he had lost his identity, he still chose to follow along.
However, what she did not expect was that the corner doors were actually for servants to pass through.