Everyone looked towards Nan Fei.
"Sorry to trouble you, auntie. Could you ask her to come in?" Nan Fei said with a smile.
"Okay!"
For some reason, an ominous premonition made Jing Tong restless. She shifted in her seat, trying to sneak out when nobody was watching. But the moment she moved, her attempt was foiled by Nan Fei.
"Jing Tong, trying to run away? Didn't you think that there would come a day like this when you schemed to entangle yourself with Mr. Fu in the first place?"
Jing Tong's body was facing the direction of the door, one leg already stretched out, clearly intending to leave.
At this moment, if Yi Ming didn't know he had been deceived, then he was the biggest fool.
"Sit down properly."
Jing Tong glared at her with venomous eyes, her face twisted in fury, no longer showing the fragility, pity, or gentle grace of before.
