บท 412: A Growing Enemy

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CHAPTER 412

Seated in a beautifully designed room that emanated elegance and sophistication, with every detail carefully planned and executed, Zheng Ying picked up her glass of wine and took a sip of it before leaning forward to place it down on the small glass table before her. 

The walls in the room were painted with soft, muted colours complementing the tastefully chosen furniture pieces, which blended harmoniously and created a sense of space and serenity. 

To the side where Gao Yuemi sat, graceful curtains adorned the floor-to-ceiling windows, allowing the perfect amount of natural light to come in and bounce off the gleaming hardwood floors, highlighting their exquisite texture. 

Zheng Ying swept her gaze across the room quickly, before settling them on the owner - Gao Yuemi, the lady who sat cross-legged with a flat plate containing spring rolls and samosa, toothpicks by the side and a silver fork.