Feng Junhao stood in front of her.
"Jiang Yu, are you free? Let's have a chat."
Jiang Yu didn't even want to give him the basic courtesy. She said expressionlessly, "I didn't know Young Master Feng had such a bad memory. He always comes back for more scolding."
Feng Junhao raised his eyebrows. "I'm looking at you in a totally new light, Jiang Yu. The internet is buzzing with noise and excitement yet you seem to be at ease here. You look like you've lived a peaceful life. Aren't you worried about your brother?"
Jiang Yu looked at him as if she was looking at a stink bug that was jumping around.
She was not surprised that Feng Junhao knew that Jiang Xingyi was her brother. After all, Feng Junhao would not help Huasheng out of boredom.
Moreover, she also had a way to prevent the news from spreading out.
