"But Dad…" Feng Dingxiong placed a hand on Feng Junjie's shoulder, signaling him to keep quiet if he didn't want to face repercussions.
Junjie gulped, realizing he had irritated his father. He quickly fell silent, knowing his dad's temper well.
"Fine. Do what you want." He raised his hands in surrender and turned to Xiu Mei. "Miss Xiu Mei, do you mind if I look around your villa?"
"Um, okay. I'll give you a tour," she replied, hesitating briefly before leading them inside.
She first took them to Feng Jianyu's room. The spacious area featured floor-to-ceiling bulletproof glass walls that offered stunning views of the forest while flooding the room with natural light—perfect for recovery.
Decorated in warm tones, the room boasted a large balcony filled with exotic plants and a suspended swing bed that looked inviting.
Feng Junjie suppressed the urge to take a nap there.
