"Li Feng, is she all right? She isn't a crazy woman, right?" Wu Xua was seeing her behave like this as a maniac for the first time. No one knew what her condition was medically, and they could only judge according to what they were seeing happening in front of them.
"Just keep shut and assume whatever you saw hadn't happened!" Li Feng got a mop and began cleaning it up while Wu Xua collected the broken wine bottles and glasses that had fallen onto the floor.
They soon heard a bell ringing from the sitting area; Li Feng stopped what he was doing and headed over to the door and opened it; it was Mu Xue, whom they had sent to get some food for their Miss to eat before going to bed.
"They have gone to bed already?" He was walking into the penthouse sitting area and couldn't see anyone there waiting for food, so he let his eyes wander around, searching; he shivered, feeling cold; the place had this depressing atmosphere surrounding it. It felt too somber.
