Yan Qian turned his face and 'looked' at her. He said emotionlessly, "Feng Yingjie, are you already on your way to the fishing court? How can the entire Feng Family let you off so easily?"
Thirteen Lady Feng was stunned, and then the look in her eyes became more and more complicated, whether it was hatred or love. The autumn breeze passed, and her white robe was slightly raised together with her black hair. The man in front of her, even at this time, did not reduce his charm. In front of her, he was still as indifferent and distant as before, and she did not pay attention to him!
Since the death of the legitimate eldest son of the Feng Family two years ago, various clans of the Feng Family had begun unleashing their powers and prowess on the position of the Head of the clan. With the eff
