When Feng Shufen carried Li Xue out from the Jíxiáng Riverside, a black Maybach was already waiting for them, ready to take them back. Feng Yi Lan was following them from behind with pouted lips that were ready to put all her complaints forward. Seeing the car almost at the reach, her eyes shone with relief.
But just when she thought that she could finally reach inside and rest, a Rolls Royce came to stop just in front of them.
Feng Shufen's eyes stared at the car for some time. He was not surprised to see it coming here but Feng Yi Lan's brows only got furrowed beside him. Her fists clenched on her sides as she saw the man stepping out of the car. Her eyes went to stare at her brother for a moment but she didn't intend any mither. Keeping her lips pressed, she just looked at the man making his way towards them. She could read the lines of worry on his forehead but was no longer feeling any concern about it.
