If Feng Wu had only thought the Fang manor a possible choice before, she was now determined to become the next owner of the manor!
"Uncle Qiu, I don't think you should get involved. Let Yu Mingye do it," Feng Wu said.
She couldn't let Uncle Qiu be seen in the Fang manor, for many people knew Uncle Qiu as Feng Wu's steward and they would be easily reminded of Feng Wu.
Before she was influential enough, Feng Wu would try to stay as low-key as possible.
That way, her uncle wouldn't be alerted and she could avoid getting shouted at.
Uncle Qiu nodded with a smile. "No problem."
He turned to leave after that, but he stopped all of a sudden. Turning around, he looked at Feng Wu in surprise.
That gave Feng Wu the creeps. "Uncle Qiu, what's wrong?"
"Miss, I β" Tears welled up in Uncle Qiu's eyes.
"Yes?"
All eyes were on Uncle Qiu. What was wrong?
