That night, Fan Zhengwen and his wife did not stay at the outer residence, but returned to their family's residence in Xiayong.
Fan Zhengwen's identity is not simple; in certain occasions, he needs to make an appearance.
After they left, Lord Zheng waved off Siniang's suggestion to prepare dinner; he wasn't hungry after drinking too much cool tea.
Siniang walked behind Zheng Fan, reached out to massage his shoulders and neck,
and said:
"My lord, Fan Zhengwen is not a simple person."
There were few whom Siniang would call not simple.
Zheng Fan silently nodded.
"His speech, his actions, even the control over his micro expressions are seamless. He is an ambitious man, an excellent one," Siniang continued.
Zheng Fan smiled with his eyes closed and said:
"Do you believe, when he comes tomorrow, he'll bring a full plan."
"I believe it," Siniang replied.
