Song Fengwan choked on the wine in her throat, and her face flushed red from the coughing. She looked as though she had been dyed with a layer of peach blossoms, and her eyes were also covered with a layer of mist as she looked innocently at Old Master Fu.
The Fu family had agreed to help her arrange her accommodation and school. She originally thought that it would be an ordinary small apartment, but who would have thought that it would be Third Master's place.
"Dad, I'm afraid this isn't appropriate." Fu Chen was the first to speak. His expression was mild, but his brows were slightly furrowed, making him look a bit displeased.
Song Fengwan said obediently, "That's right. I'll only be here for a little more than two months. How could I dare to trouble Third Master? I'll just rent a house near the school."
