Ethan Song stood in front of Evelyn Madam. On the carved sandalwood table was a white-glazed double-necked vase with a few gardenias inserted vertically. The fragrance of the flowers spread throughout the room, refreshing the heart.
Evelyn Madam raised her eyelids and looked at him carefully. Seeing that he looked solemn and had not spoken for a long time, she thought that he was extremely disappointed and spoke again: "If Erlang couldn't bear to leave her, I sent someone to find out where she was. She hasn't left Taiyuan yet, and she is..."
Ethan Song had always been the one who looked down on others, so how could others look down on him? Now that he was looked down upon by a helpless girl, how could he not be angry?
So he interrupted Mrs. Xue and said, "Grandma, I don't want to know where she is now."
Ethan Song took a step forward, lifted his robe and sat down opposite Evelyn Madam, saying calmly: "If she doesn't want to, there are better girls who are willing to do so. Why should she be the only one?"
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