Chuanbei Jing residence…
It was May, and the sun was setting, covering the living room of the Jing residence with a faint layer of rose gold. Xu Yuanfei picked up the cup in front of her uneasily and took a sip.
The tea was cold, and her entire body felt cold.
The two people opposite her were still staring at her with burning eyes.
"Erm…" She cleared her throat. "Uncle, Auntie, I've finished the delivery. It's about time for me to leave."
She had received a call that the Jing residence wanted some desserts, so she had delivered them personally.
She was just a delivery person. Logically speaking, she shouldn't even be able to enter the Jing residence, yet she was invited in. She had sat here for almost half an hour, and the two people opposite her didn't speak much and didn't let her go. She was really a little nervous.
"Are you very busy?" Mrs. Jing asked.
