Perhaps as a junior, he should insist on letting his uncle sleep on the bed, but he knew Feng Shunqing’s character very well. If he continued to insist, he might seem too humble.
The night gradually deepened.
Feng Shunqing slept very comfortably on the sofa. She felt even more comfortable than her own bed.
The next day.
Early in the morning, Xiang Yi went downstairs to buy some breakfast. After eating, he was ready to transfer the money to Feng Shunqing.
At that moment, the doorbell rang.
“I’ll get it.”
Although it was his nephew’s house, Feng Shunqing seemed to treat him as a servant and was about to open the door.
Seeing him get up to open the door, Xiang Yi stood up and stopped him.
“Uncle, please sit down.”
Xiang Yi respected his uncle very much.
He helped him to the sofa and sat down. Xiang Yi was about to open the door.
Just as he reached the door, it was opened!
Then, a fresh and refined figure walked in.
“Xiang Yi!”
