Zhishui quickly grasped the essence of the matter. She took in a sharp breath, her eyes widening in shock as she stared at Feng Yueming, "What, Brother Yue Ming, you actually brought Mi Yao here? Why are you still with her, when she is the daughter of your father's killer?"
Feng Yueming pursed his lips and said nothing.
The atmosphere at the scene instantly turned eerie. At that moment, with a "creak," the door to the study opened, and a delicate figure stood by the door.
Mi Yao had arrived.
With so many people in the study, and all of them old acquaintances, Mi Yao was quite surprised. However, she looked indifferently at Commander Feng, "Commander Feng, if you don't need me tonight, I'll go back first..."
Mi Yao paused mid-sentence because she saw Feng Yueming's face.
