The next day, Lu Qingfeng and his grandfather left Qiying City early in the morning. With his absence, Su Xiaofei knew that she would have one less distraction to exact the revenge she had yet to deliver to Mo Yuchen.
Once she had sent off Lu Qingfeng, Zhang Ling noticed that her miss had a peculiar smile plastered on her face. It reminded Zhang Ling of the phrase, 'when the cat's away, the mice will play.' She hadn't thought that her young miss was considering Lu Qingfeng's opinion all this time.
"Why do I feel like Miss Su is happy to get rid of our Young Master?" Zhang Ling frowned as she complained to her elder sister. Lu Qingfeng had just left for Shenjing, but Su Xiaofei was acting like she was happy to be rid of him.
Zhang Lan raised a slender brow at her and shook her head. She didn't share the same opinion as her sister. The relationship between their young master and Su Xiaofei was crystal clear in their eyes.
