"What's going on?"
Jiang Feng frowned. What's so urgent this early in the morning?
The Demoness hesitated, glanced at Nangong Qingcheng, unsure if she should be privy to this information.
Nangong Qingcheng, being exceptionally smart, immediately understood the Demoness's hesitation. Though feeling a bit down, she sensibly said, "Alright, you two talk. I'll head back."
As she said this, she prepared to leave alone.
Jiang Feng grabbed her hand: "Nothing needs to be kept secret. You don't have to go."
Nangong Qingcheng gently shook off Jiang Feng's hand, saying with a lonely expression, "It's okay, you talk. Fei'er and the others are looking for me. I'm heading home. Handle your business."
After saying that, Nangong Qingcheng indeed left alone, dejectedly getting into the car the Demoness had called, and left with resignation.
Jiang Feng sighed. After finally soothing Nangong Qingcheng's mood last night, now she probably would overthink things again.
