Zhou Cangyan raised a hand to lightly massage his brow. When he lifted his gaze again, his eyes were dark and grim, fixed on Song Xingfeng with a look that felt like being ensnared by a venomous snake. And yet, the corners of his mouth curved upward wantonly, tracing the arc of a perfect smile.
Song Xingfeng's attitude made Song Lianhe so furious she felt like she would explode. Her good mood for the evening was completely ruined.
'Seriously, what's his deal?'
Standing at the bottom of the manor's steps, she suddenly let out a cold laugh. "Father, you seem to have made a mistake." She reached out and gently looped her arm through the young man's beside her, ignoring his slight stiffness. Head held high, she looked directly at Song Xingfeng and stated with composure, "I just came back to let you know that I won't be returning to the manor tonight."
