Feng Sufei was in a good mood, not as cold as before.
Maybe finding herself, in front of her family and her identity, maybe love is not as important to her as she thought.
Because love is all illusory.
At this moment, Feng Sufei realized where the feelings in her heart were and where the great love was.
She looked at Zi Wanxun, who was still screaming miserably. Looking at her, she suddenly felt no fear or anger towards such a person.
Her mood calmed down in an instant.
Nanrong Huai'an looked deeply at Feng Sufei, locking her eyes but unable to see what she was thinking.
Nanrong Huai'an's body was a little stiff. Although he and Feng Sufei were so close, they felt like they were so far apart.
This feeling made Nanrong Huai'an want to reach out and grab Feng Sufei and hug Feng Sufei.
But Feng Sufei quickly avoided Nanrong Huai'an, bypassed him, and walked towards Zi Wanxun.
This time, she didn't wait to hear Nanrong Huai'an's answer.
His words no longer mattered to her.
At this time, the royal shadow guards reacted and quickly came around Feng Sufei, forming a protective circle to protect her.
The subordinates of Nanrong Huai'an looked at each other, wondering what to do, protect the young mistress? Save Zi Wanxun
But the young mistress and that Zi Wanxun seem to be incompatible. How will the young master choose
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Feng Sufei walked up to Zi Wanxun, took out a pair of black gloves, put them on her hands, and then started hitting Zi Wanxun in the face.
"Pah, pah, pah..." The sound of the slap in the face was so loud.
Feng Sufei seemed to be venting her anger.
She knew that maybe she couldn't kill Zi Wanxun today, but she had to vent her anger anyway. If she vented enough anger, she would torture Zi Wanxun no matter what.
Nanrong Huai'an tilted his head to one side and did not look.
He wanted to stop Feng Sufei from killing Zi Wanxun. If he wanted to stop Feng Sufei from venting her anger on Zi Wanxun, Feng Sufei would never let Zi Wanxun go.
He could only let Feng Sufei vent her anger.
Zi Wanxun's face was swollen after being beaten, and he even lost a tooth.
She wanted to speak, but Feng Sufei kept typing, never giving her a chance to speak.
She wanted to ask Nanrong Huai'an for help with her eyes, but Nanrong Huai'an tilted her head to one side and didn't even look at this side. She could only be beaten like this by Feng Sufei.
Zi Wan's angry eyes almost popped out.
She couldn't even scold Feng Sufei if she wanted to, her face was so swollen that she couldn't speak.
Feng Sufei's hands were heavy every time. Although she wore gloves to protect her hands, her hands felt numb due to the excessive force.
Although Feng Sufei was talking about Zi Wanxun, she was calmly thinking about all the situations in her mind.
After Feng Sufei had finished beating her, she turned to look at Nanrong Huai'an, "Can you tell me the reason? Why can't you kill her? Why should you save her?"
Feng Sufei actually calmed down and could see that maybe Nanrong Huai'an's feelings for Zi Wanxun were in the past tense, but there must be some reason why he couldn't be killed.
A complex light flashed across Nanrong Huai'an's eyes, and he shook his head stiffly at Feng Sufei, "I'm sorry, Sophie, I can't say."
Feng Sufei did not embarrass Nanrong Huai'an. The light in her eyes dimmed and she stared at Nanrong Huai'an and said, "Must we save him?"
When Feng Sufei said this, she was not aggressive, but calm.
But the calmer Feng Sufei became, the more frightened and worried Nanrong Huaian felt. What he worried about was that he would lose Feng Sufei.