Cheng Youlin looked at Lin Zishuang's face, and for some reason, it turned red.
She felt a bit surprised. "Shuang'er, my dear cousin, why is your face red?"
Lin Zishuang already felt quite embarrassed, but apart from her and Feng Tianyou, no one else knew about this.
That's right, as long as she didn't say anything, no one would ever find out.
"It's… it's nothing. I just finished taking a bath and feel a bit warm. You take this room to sleep in; I'll go sleep in the guest room."
Feeling guilty like she had been caught doing something suspicious, Lin Zishuang hurriedly left Feng Tianyou's room.
The servant glanced at Lin Zishuang's demeanor and then at Miss Cheng. She couldn't help but let out a sigh.
Having worked in the Feng Family for so many years, she understood the eldest young master's temperament very well.
The level of concern he showed toward Miss Shuang was something she had never seen before.
