Zheng Yunfeng saw everyone looking in her direction and, startled, swiftly turned around. She saw a handsome man standing behind her, whom she had not detected at all, and blurted out, "Are you human or a ghost?"
Zheng Yunfeng was shorter than Mu Qian, and from his higher stance, he glanced coldly down at her. With just one look and without saying anything, he ignored her and walked past with his long legs toward Wen Jiaren, causing everyone's eyes to follow him and their bodies to stiffen even more.
The man stopped in front of Wen Jiaren, and his pleasing voice filled the room, "Have you had dinner?"
Wen Jiaren nodded her head, and Mu Qian's deep and cold black eyes looked toward the people in the house, like a lord surveying his territory. His all-encompassing eyes seemed to pierce through people at a glance. Then his gaze returned to her face, "Did you eat well?"
Wen Jiaren was slightly stunned, then shook her head, "No."
Considering these people, her appetite wasn't great.
