"Sis, let us see you out."
Zhan Se smiled, deftly avoiding a direct answer, as she went over to assist her. Though she did not claim to have telepathy, she could tell from the look in Quan Fengyi's eyes that the Quan family's eldest sister had no ill intent toward her, even if she wasn't overwhelmingly fond of her.
Give her an inch, and she would return a foot.
Therefore, she grew genuinely fonder of Quan Fengyi.
Accompanied by Emperor Quan on one side, the two of them escorted Quan Fengyi to the doorway. From a distance, they saw Yan Rong waiting in the car. Zhan Se pursed her lips, knowing that this Miss wouldn't truly be submissive, but she wouldn't let her like or dislike affect her good mood either.
Just before saying goodbye, Quan Fengyi suddenly turned to Zhan Se and said,
"You know, I'll bring a gift for Thirteen another day. I was too rushed today and forgot. I, as his blood aunt, have been so muddled for all these years."
