Xia Chunyu stared at the banknote in his hand as he listened to the guard, his eyes gradually turning stormy with anger.
"Where is this person?"
The guard saw the anger on Heir-son Lord's face and answered with fear, "He's gone, Your Highness."
"How long ago did he leave?"
"He just left. As soon as he turned away, I immediately rushed here to tell you, Heir-son Lord. I don't think he has gone far, yet."
Xia Chunyu took a saddled horse and quickly chase after Yaoyao.
As expected, he caught up with Yaoyao not too far away from the mansion.
It is already late, and this infuriating woman isn't even afraid to wander alone in the street!
Xia Chunyu spurred the horse faster and moved closer to her. He used his long arms to drag her onto the horse.
Startled, Ye Jiayao started to scream.