Looking at Xu Yunfei, who had fallen into a deep sleep, Zhang Xiaoying had a faint expression on her face.
It was only after making sure no one was around that Zhang Xiaoying began to speak.
She couldn't allow Xu Yunfei to retain these memories.
When Xu Yunfei awoke tomorrow, he would still be unaware of the answer.
"The only one you owe an apology to is your own mother," Zhang Xiaoying muttered under her breath, "however, I acknowledge your gratitude."
Having said that, Zhang Xiaoying left.
Xu Yunfei, deep in slumber, couldn't hear anything.
Zhang Xiaoying did not go to rest but waited until Yu Yang returned in the middle of the night.
"Master, why are you still up so late?" Yu Yang had been talking to someone by his side, but as soon as he entered the room and saw Zhang Xiaoying, he immediately paused the conversation, gesturing for the person to leave first, and then he quickly approached Zhang Xiaoying, "Is there something wrong with Yunfei?"
