Feng Sufei pouted deliberately and smiled softly. She was as cute and bright as a little girl.
Because Feng Sufei smiled like this, her whole body's temperament changed.
She was originally so noble and cold, but now, she was like the little girl next door, so beautiful and pure that people couldn't help but protect her.
As soon as everyone saw it, they knew that Young Master Nanrong and Young Mistress were in a good relationship!
Feng Sufei continued to gently shake Nanrong Huai'an's sleeves, "Is it okay, is it okay..."
Nanrong Huaian said helplessly: "Okay, I will listen to you."
In this way, Nanrong Huaian stopped punishing the servants.
In fact, it seemed like a drama, but Nanrong Huai'an made everyone remember that Feng Sufei's status as the young mistress of the Nanrong family was unshakable.
Although everyone was shocked, they had to admire in their hearts that this young mistress was very capable and had no status, but she could be so valued by Young Master Nanrong.
There are so many women like Feng Sufei in this world, but none of them can get the attention of Nanrong Huaian like Feng Sufei.
No one can enter the Nanrong family.
Everyone was confused, but no one dared to question anything anymore.
Then, Nanrong Huai'an asked Feng Sufei to go back to the house to rest while he hosted the banquet.
Because Nan Rong Huaian carefully discovered that Feng Sufei looked very bad. Even if she put on a little makeup, the forbearance and exhaustion in her eyes were so obvious that people couldn't ignore it.
Feng Sufei was not pretentious. She was really tired. She didn't know what would happen to her feet if she stood for a while longer.
Feng Sufei breathed a sigh of relief. After returning to the house, her whole body was no longer tense, and she suddenly sat on the ground.
Only now did Feng Sufei clearly feel the pain in her feet.
In fact, her feet hurt before, but she held it back and stopped herself from thinking about the pain in her feet.
Feng Sufei sat on the ground, rubbed her ankles, then took a deep breath, endured the pain, and took off her high heels.
When she took it off, Feng Sufei gasped.
She thought about calling Fang Xiaoxiao later and asking her to quietly deliver some medicine so that no one from the Nanrong family would find out.
She didn't want to be deliberately vulnerable and make others worry.
She doesn't want to accept Nanrong Huaian's kindness now.
After Feng Sufei relaxed, she also felt a slight surge of alcohol.
She has a good capacity for drinking, and she drank a lot tonight, but if she drinks too much Shenhe wine, that is, a mixture of red wine, white wine, and beer, she will still get dizzy.
Feng Sufei patted her face to wake herself up.
Maybe on a normal day, she might stay awake.
But today, she was exhausted both physically and mentally, and she really wanted to relax.
She just sat on the ground, leaning against the wall, letting herself rest.
She actually wanted to do it on the bed, but she really didn't have the energy.
In fact, Feng Sufei stretched herself too tight. She had just woken up from a deep sleep and it took some time to adapt. However, she immediately trained herself, then attended the banquet, drank again, and her feet were sprained. The mood just now was also very confusing.
So she was really too tired.
I don’t know how long it took, but there was a knock on the door.
Feng Sufei felt something vaguely, but she didn't hear it clearly. Her head hurt and she slept very deeply. She really didn't want to open her eyes or wake up. She really needed to rest.
She even vaguely felt that the knocking on the door might be an auditory hallucination.