"Miss Nan, you don't have to worry, with Mr. Qi protecting you."
"He may not be willing to protect me this time," said Nan Zhifeng somberly, "and moreover, I don't want to trouble him."
"That's not true...," Auntie Feng urged hastily, "even if you need to lie low for a while, Mr. Qi will make sure you're well taken care of. It's not like you can just return to your parents' home, Young Master Xiaofeng is still young and unaware, thinking his grandparents and uncles are good, but they are really not..."
Auntie Feng halted her words halfway and hastily apologized, "I'm sorry, Miss Nan, I've said too much."
"Not at all."
Nan Zhifeng breathed a sigh of relief. Auntie Feng had heard Xiaofeng's words, but she thought Xiaofeng was referring to Nan Yuanshan's family.
"You take care of Xiaofeng for me, I am going to rest in my room for a bit."
"Of course, rest assured."
