Shen Feiwan looked at Lin Lanhe's anxiousness and nodded after a while.
It was an agreement.
"Put the knife down first," Lin Lanhe said.
Shen Feiwan put it down.
Lin Lanhe quickly ordered the maid, "Take the knife away, check for any sharp objects in the house and collect them."
"Yes, ma'am."
The maid hurriedly did so.
Lin Lanhe turned to look back at Shen Feiwan.
Shen Feiwan looked directly at her.
"Go back to your room and rest, calm down and be sure to stay calm."
"Then I will go back to my room," Shen Feiwan said.
"Go, go, go."
Fearing that she might have a sudden breakdown again.
Shen Feiwan turned and walked upstairs.
A glint of triumph flashed in her eyes.
Lin Nuannuan was right, she was a victim.
Why should she bear the pressure that she shouldn't have to bear?!
This ruckus would, at least within the Fu Family, shield her from unwarranted calamity involving the matter of Fu Shiyan and Bai Zhi.
She only needed to wait for the divorce.
