Su Ningyan snapped back to reality and took some money out of her bag to pay the driver.
She got out of the car and, at the sight of the Zhuo family's carved gate, felt extremely heavy-hearted.
Would this place still be her home?
The security guards at home saw her standing at the gate and hurriedly opened it for her. "Young Madam, you're back. It's cold outside, please come in quickly."
Su Ningyan stepped inside. Before she could even enter the living room, she already heard a tumult of voices coming from inside.
She quickened her pace and entered, only to see Feng Jinghan in the middle of the living room.
He looked like a lion that someone had angered.
"Zhuo Zhengxiu, stop beating around the bush and make Junyue come out and explain to me what this newspaper article means!"
Zhuo Zhengxiu was at a loss for words. He could understand Feng Jinghan's paternal love for his daughter.
"Jinghan, Junyue isn't home. You already tried calling him but his phone was off," he said.
