Feng Sujin was holding herself up just now, but as soon as Song Qiuyin left, her eyesight went dark, her body swayed, and she had to squat down to regain some strength.
She keenly felt the strangeness in the air and turned her head to look ahead.
She saw the man not far in front of her.
He held an umbrella above his head, and his whole person looked like a painting in the mist and rain, exuding an ethereal and charming atmosphere.
He walked towards her step by step, with every move he made showing royal dignity and elegance. His long legs moved, and every step seemed to be stepping on someone's heart.
The suit was worn on him with meticulous care, making his figure even more slim.
When he came closer step by step, Feng Sujin saw his appearance clearly, and felt as if she was amazed by time.
His appearance is exquisite and magnificent, with eyebrows like ink paintings, phoenix eyes as dark as water, and calm as water. Although there is an indescribable warmth in his elegance, his momentum is astonishing, and his whole body exudes an awe-inspiring cold air.
In terms of momentum alone, this man has the capital to be proud of the world.
Feng Sujin looked up blankly, never knowing when such a number one person appeared in Beiquan City.
The man came to a stop in front of Feng Sujin, put an umbrella on her head, and handed her a handkerchief, "Wipe off the rain!"
His voice is like a clear spring from a mountain stream, which seems to nourish people's hearts.
Feng Sujin stared blankly at the handkerchief in front of her, and her heart felt warm for a moment.
Today, the marriage between the Lan family and the Feng family was cancelled, and everyone stayed away from her. Even the Feng family ignored her.
When she was in such a panic, it was a stranger who showed her some concern.
Feng Sujin knew that she was already embarrassed enough and had nothing to be reserved about. She took the scarf and said, "Thank you."
Then, the man put the black umbrella in Feng Sujin's hand, "Girls should learn to be kind to themselves."
After saying this, the man entered the palace under the guidance of the bodyguards.
Feng Sujin held the handle of the umbrella, and there was still a trace of warmth on it, as if it could reach her heart through her palms, preventing her from being disappointed in the world.
The bodyguards escorted the man into the royal palace suite.
Ye Xing walked into the suite and handed the document to Jun Mohan, "Young Master Jun, this is the most recent information. Please take a look at it. Your signature is required."
Jun Mohan opened it and took a look. There was nothing wrong with it. He picked up the pen and signed it with his slender hand.
Ye Xing looked at Jun Mohan and hesitated, not knowing whether to speak or not.
A faint light flashed in Jun Mohan's clear eyes, and he said quietly: "Speak!"
Ye Xing trembled, "Why did Mr. Jun help that Miss Feng?"
He felt that Mr. Jun was decisive in his actions, always with a purpose, and never meddling in other people's affairs.
But today, Young Master Jun helped the abandoned Miss Feng, which really puzzled them.
Jun Mohan tapped the table with his slender fingers, his beautiful eyes filled with a hint of darkness, "She is unique."
Jun Mohan didn't explain the specific reason, but he also made it clear that Miss Feng's status with him was different.
No matter what the reason was, just because of these words, these subordinates had to take care of Miss Feng when they saw her.
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Feng Sujin held an umbrella and walked all the way back to Feng's house. As soon as she reached the door, she heard chaos inside, mixed with crying.
"Don't hit me, don't hit me...sister, sister..."
"It's all because of your sister, little bastard... If it weren't for you, the Feng family wouldn't have lost such a person."
"Not sister, not sister..."
"I'm so angry. Now my marriage with the Lan family is gone..."