Looking at Fengchang's expression, was he displeased?
Was it because she came to the old house that he was displeased, or because she didn't greet him?
Before she could figure it out, Li Fengchang said, "Get dressed, and come back with me."
After saying that, he turned to go downstairs.
Mi Shen opened her mouth, "Fengchang..."
Li Fengchang's steps halted again, and he turned back to look at her, "What's wrong?"
"I… want to stay here for a few days."
As she spoke, her gaze darted about, fingers twisting her clothes hem—a clear sign that she was lying.
He would believe anyone else wanting to stay at the old house for a few days, but not her.
He walked back to her, eyebrows and eyes drooping as he looked at her, "What did Grandfather say to you?"
"Nothing..."
His eyes narrowed, and his voice grew much colder, "Shenshen still likes to twist her clothes when she lies."
