Hooking up with Xie Jiuhan was equivalent to standing at the pinnacle of the Capital. If Feng Jianing succeeded, the entire Feng family would ride on her coattail. Feng Jianing's blush faded, and her eyes shone with longing for the future. She promised Feng Yuanzhou, "Don't worry, I will definitely serve the Ninth Master well!"
Feng Yuanzhou nodded in relief. "My daughter has grown up and become successful!"
The father and daughter chatted a little more. Under Feng Yuanzhou's expectant gaze, Feng Jianing left the villa alone. However, when she was less than fifteen meters away from the black Rolls-Royce, she was stopped by the bodyguards.
"The Capital's Xie Manor is handling matters. Idle people, leave," the bodyguard said coldly.
