"Going back, Yuanjie Jie?" Zheng Yuanming asked.
Zheng Yuanjie was just about to respond positively.
The man sitting next to her suddenly stood up, his tall figure making him stand out like a crane among chickens between the two women, especially next to the 1.5-meter Zheng Yuanming, appearing like an insurmountable high wall.
Zheng Yuanming could only look up at him, her gaze flickered with a hint of surprise.
Feng Yongzhuo could read a trace of bewilderment in her eyes. He didn't know what exactly his relationship with Zheng Yuanjie was, nor did he understand why he suddenly stood up.
"I have something to discuss with your cousin; she'll go back later," Feng Yongzhuo said this without hesitation, effortlessly. Mr. Yao had called him over to find her, knowing full well she couldn't be let back into the wolf's den.
The two sisters almost simultaneously hesitated.
Zheng Yuanjie raised her eyebrows, seeming to contemplate what he meant by this remark.
