Feng Wuyou looked at the familiar faces in front of her with resistance. "I don't want to go back."
"Miss, the wedding date is coming. It's not up to you to say that you don't want to go back." The Feng family's butler bowed respectfully to Feng Wuyou, but his words were filled with an order.
"No." Feng Wuyou placed her hand behind her back and wanted to call Xuan Sheng.
With a glance from the butler, the bodyguards behind him stepped forward and snatched Feng Wuyou's phone away.
"I'm sorry, Missy. Please understand. We have a mission too." As soon as he finished speaking, the butler gestured for the bodyguards to take Feng Wuyou away.
With so many people in front, Feng Wuyou knew that struggling was useless. She stood up. "Give me half an hour. I'll see someone and leave."
"Missy." The butler was unwilling to complicate matters.
