Feng Xuxu saw her brother widening his eyes and chuckled.
Feng Xi, feeling embarrassed, touched his head, "Sister, you just go ahead and do your thing, I support you."
The weather was fine and the fragrance filled the hills; in the blink of an eye, it was already mid-June.
Feng Xuxu stood at the newly completed gate of her home, seeing a shiny plaque that read "Mandala Manor" hanging above the gate. She crossed the gate, which was wide enough for over a dozen people, and walked towards the courtyard.
