She knew that Mrs. Feng had passed away and that the young girl must be feeling very sad, but she didn't expect her to sneak out alone while everyone was busy with the third master's wedding. And not only did she run away, but she was gone for two whole months. When she returned, she seemed like a completely different person; she almost didn't recognize her last night...
As Duan Fei sat by the dining table and began to eat the bowl of millet porridge in front of her...
Sister Zhao hesitated to speak, then glanced at Rong Moyong before quickly turning back to the kitchen.
Cheng Fang remained entirely silent throughout as well.
After finishing her meal, it didn't take long before Duan Fei felt that something was wrong, "Rong Moyong, you..."
The man smiled cheerfully as he picked her up around her waist, "Don't worry, I'm just making sure you obediently come with me on a plane ride back."
Duan Fei saw her tolerance reach a new low.
