She feigned a concerned voice as she asked, "Sister Feng Liu, what's wrong? Isn't it a bit too early to get drunk?"
Recalling her brother's warning, Feng Sang decided to keep her guard up when dealing with Zuo Qingyu.
Her family had made up their minds to get along with Feng Wu, because they would become connected to His Royal Highness through her.
However, Feng Liu didn't like that verdict. Holding her bottle, she sobbed.
Zuo Qingyu acted like a good friend and asked, "What's wrong? Why are you crying? Is it because of… Feng Wu?"
Something clicked in Feng Liu's head at the sound of that name, and she roused a little. "How do you know it's Feng Wu?"
Zuo Qingyu gave her a knowing look. "So, it really is her… I was only guessing, that's all. You know what Feng Wu's like. I bet she's all high-and-mighty at the moment. She has to be so arrogant."
Feng Liu's face went scarlet, and her eyes shone maliciously.
