"Hmm, let's meet at Anran Restaurant in an hour."
In the bathroom, Lu Fengxuan brushed her teeth while she returned a call to the fatty, setting up the meeting place.
After a sound sleep, her skin appeared like a watermelon filled with moisture, ruddy from the inside out, full of collagen.
She looked so rejuvenated that she simply applied a light makeup and headed downstairs.
"Madam, the kitchen has prepared a Chinese breakfast, would you like to eat now?" the butler, Lin, inquired.
Having learned of last night's events from the servants, she now looked at Lu Fengxuan's condition and smiled with relief.
She thought to herself that after such a long period of tension between the couple, things were finally looking up.
Seeing the butler smile that way reminded Lu Fengxuan of the trick Yu Chiyin had played last night, tsk, unexpectedly effective.
"I have things to do, so I'll skip breakfast," she said, looking around the living room, "Where are they all?"
