The next morning, Old Master Li, the maids, and the butler were all sitting idly in the living room.
Sitting beside the Old Master, when Feng Yue saw Wu Mei and Li Nanchen return from their overnight stay, the jealousy and hatred in her eyes could not be concealed.
Wu Mei's neck had traces of love-making that could not be hidden and her walking posture was somewhat awkward.
Sensing her abnormality, Li Nanchen gently wrapped his arm around her waist to help her save her strength.
However, Wu Mei raised her hand and patted his large palm away. Her brows furrowed in anger and she thought to herself that he was quite energetic. He had tortured her until the sky lit up before stopping.
