Startled, Linghe saw Ji Fengyan standing in the room with an evil expression. She fixed her gaze on Linghe, giving him a sudden sense of foreboding. He instinctively wanted to run off.
A pity that Ji Fengyan had no intention of giving him such a chance.
"Brother Ling, I feel that we should have a good chat." Ji Fengyan smiled sinisterly.
Linghe felt even more sheepish. He discreetly looked around the room to see a red-faced Linghe sitting obediently on a chair. He looked at Linghe apologetically.
Linghe knew then that Liu Huo had betrayed him, and he was in deep trouble.
"Mistress, listen to me. I did this for your own good… I…"
Ji Fengyan gave a brilliant grin. "Brother Ling, no need to be so nervous. Of course I understand your kind intentions. Don't worry, I have already discussed with Liu Huo to hold our wedding tonight."
