Wei Mingyang's figure appeared at the entrance of the courtyard.
He glanced around, "Where did those two go?"
However, when he turned his head, he saw Feng Fuce standing among the shadows of the trees, his eyes deep and dark, staring coldly at him.
Wei Mingyang paused.
He took the initiative to walk over, "Earlier, I saw you and Miss Jing coming this way and thought you might need something."
"If you need anything, you can ask the maids or house servants."
"Miss Jing is a benefactor of my grandmother, which makes her my friend, so if you need anything, just say the word."
Wei Mingyang explained his intentions proactively.
But Feng Fuce's cold, black eyes made him somewhat uncomfortable.
It felt as if he were being gazed at by an abyss.
After a moment, Feng Fuce spoke indifferently, "We don't need anything. She just suddenly had the interest to play hide and seek, and I'm here to accompany her."
After speaking, Feng Fuce smiled, rather arrogantly and coolly.
