Feng Xi held Yu Sheng's hand with one hand and wrapped her waist with the other as she walked in.
When Feng Yan saw the two of them return together, his expression was as if he had expected it.
If Feng Xi decided to be a scoundrel, Yu Sheng would be no match for him.
Yin shinian saw the two of them walking in hand in hand, pursing his lips and smiling. Yu Sheng, on the other hand, felt embarrassed.
It was as if she had been insensible and threw a tantrum, ran out, and Feng Xi had coaxed her back.
Feng Yan picked up a grape from the fruit plate and ate it. He frowned, probably because he had some idea.
"Shinian, you should discipline him. Why is he so bad at talking? even shengsheng is unhappy."
As soon as Feng Xi opened her mouth, Yu Sheng dug hard into his palm.
Feng Xi cried out in pain. you're hurting me. Her tone was as aggrieved as it could get.
"Mr Feng, miss Yin, it's nothing, I'm not unhappy ..."
