She could live with the fact that she had to keep an eye on Feng Xun and his people, but even Granny Zhao was somehow giving her a hard time now… Were there no decent people left in this world?
Fearing that Granny Zhao would create more trouble, Feng Wu changed the subject right away. "By the way, where's Mum? I haven't seen her."
"Miss Wu, have you forgotten? Madam needs to sleep for two hours every afternoon," Granny Zhao said with a smile. "Since Miss wants to wash the clothes yourself, I'll leave you in peace."
"Granny Zhao, please don't let me keep you —"
Feng Wu backed out of the courtyard, still holding her dress. She then darted off.
Tilting his head, Feng Xun watched her suspiciously from behind. Somehow, he found Feng Wu's behavior today very strange, but couldn't put his finger on it.
Feng Wu went back to her room, slamming the door shut behind her. Only then did she look at the clothes in her hand and heave a sigh of relief…
