Before Feng Yan or Feng Jin could speak, the Old Master sighed and said faintly, "Ah Yen, arrange for Chuxue to go to the Feng Family tomorrow."
"What belongs to her, I'll give it all to her."
"Yes, Grandpa." Feng Yan looked at Feng Heng and nodded.
"Grandpa, it's getting late. I'll take you upstairs to rest, and Nian Nian should rest too. The rest of the matters can be left to Second Brother."
"Hmm." Feng Heng nodded and didn't object.
He turned his head, his gaze landing on Feng Chuxue and He Shuya.
"Lady Xia, take Chuxue back to rest. Without my command, you are not to leave the villa for even one step!"
"Yes, yes, Old Master." He Shuya quickly nodded.
"Chuxue, let's go back." She carefully helped the person on the ground up.
Feng Chuxue really didn't expect she would be fine, and out of misfortune, gain a blessing.
She just had to pretend to be poor, to be pitiful. Who asked this old man not to give her a penny until now?
