The next morning.
The sun rose as usual.
No one knows what tragic and fierce events happened at Huafu Shanshui last night.
Feng Yueji, who hadn't slept half the night, walked barefoot to the mirror, her eyes rimmed with dark circles, and looked at her complexion with some speechlessness.
After a night of contemplation, she no longer wanted to overthink.
But the aftermath of last night lingered, as her restless sleep made her face look a bit haggard.
Helpless, she had to put on a light makeup to conceal her unrest well.
Then, she changed into a sportswear outfit and went out.
"Master Jiang, good morning!"
Standing in front of the manor's door, Feng Yueji tried her best to look as radiant as usual and smiled at Jiang Feng.
"Hmm."
At this time, Jiang Feng had just finished making breakfast for Nangong Qingcheng and others. He glanced at Feng Yueji and furrowed his brows in surprise: "Did you not sleep well last night?"
"Boom!" Feng Yueji's face turned red instantly!
