"Sheng 'er, why are you in Yangyang's room?"
Luo Ying was shocked to see Feng Sheng walking out of her daughter's room.
Feng Sheng was a neat freak. He didn't like people entering his room.
Similarly, he didn't seem to like entering other people's rooms.
He had left the banquet hall for so long and had been in Yangyang's room the whole time?
Moreover, why was the room so dark that the lights were not even turned on.
"Aunt Luo." Even though Feng Sheng was stunned for a moment, his expressionless face remained calm.
Feng Sheng's tall body stood between the door and the door, blocking Luo Ying's view of the room.
He turned around and glanced at Luo Yangyang, who was still lying on the bed. He secretly sent a look to her and said calmly to Luo Ying,""Yangyang isn't feeling well, so I came up to see her.""
Luo Yangyang was not asleep, so she heard the conversation between the two of them at the door.