"I see." Feng Ruqing was still calm and composed. Her voice was soft and gentle.
Qin Fei'er heaved a sigh.
It seemed that no one in this world could resist the temptation of money and spirit herbs. Feng Ruqing was no exception.
Qin Fei'er could not help feeling sad, thinking about how Qin Chen had actually fallen for such an awful yet powerful lady.
"Young Lady Feng, I hope you could keep your words and never look for Chen'er again. Chen'er is my brother. I could never turn my back on him. You are so stunning. I am sure you can get a great young master besides Chen'er. Stop hounding Chen'er. Lady Feng…" Qin Fei'er heaved a soft sigh.
Suddenly, Qin Fei'er stopped talking.
Qin Feier was standing on the stairs now. A gust of ferocious wind blew like a huge arm pushing Qin Fei'er, sending her rolling down the stairs.
As Qin Fei'er had poor health, she coughed violently. Her face was ghastly pale.
