Zhang Qinyao's home is on the fourth floor.
Upstairs, Zhang Qinyao bitterly apologized to Jiang Feng, "Brother Feng, my mom is just like that, please don't mind..."
Jiang Feng calmly nodded, "It's fine."
To be honest, it wasn't that Jiang Feng was so magnanimous, but he came today for Zhang Qinyao, not her mom, so why would he care about Yang Jingjing's attitude?
After entering, Zhang Qinyao stretched her delicate feet to change into slippers and then said to Jiang Feng, "Brother Feng, let's go to my room first, we'll come out later."
She feared that Jiang Feng would be left outside to face Yang Jingjing's criticism, so she simply thought it best to avoid her sight completely.
"Anything is fine."
Jiang Feng expressed no opinion and followed Zhang Qinyao to her room.
This was Jiang Feng's first time in Zhang Qinyao's boudoir. He found the interior entirely in pink tones, giving a dreamy and romantic vibe.
