Nan Fei, hearing her words becoming increasingly odd, even a fool would understand her meaning.
And she is more familiar with everything here than she is, the real mistress. Even if Nan Fei is confident, even if she trusts Huo Beijiang, looking at everything in front of her, her heart cannot help but waver.
Moreover, she has never had marital relations with Huo Beijiang. It is said that men think with their lower halves and have normal needs.
What she can't give, there are plenty of women out there who can fulfill it.
Nan Fei stands at the door, unable to take another step, not wanting to enter at all.
"Nan Fei, come in!" Fan Wei turned around and gave Nan Fei a brilliant smile, her cheeks slightly red, shyly saying to Nan Fei, "Chief Justice Ping doesn't like to drink tea, there isn't even tea at home."
"Why are you telling me this?" Nan Fei asked coldly.
"Eh?". Fan Wei was startled, looking at her innocently. "What's wrong with Nan Fei? Did I say something wrong?"
