The Feng Family's eldest daughter finally smiled satisfactorily and grabbed Yan Qingruo's hand, running towards her car.
Yan Qingruo, unable to resist, had no choice but to run with her and got into her car.
Her palm was soft and squishy, she seemed like a cute, soft girl, and Yan Qingruo couldn't help but feel a sense of goodwill towards her—even though to Yan Qingruo, none of the people from the Feng Family should be considered good.
Miss Feng brought Yan Qingruo into the car, started the engine, and said, "You're Yan Qingruo, right? I'm Feng Yiyi. I'll take you to the airport; you need to leave quickly."
"Are you Feng Chu's sister?" Yan Qingruo asked, puzzled.
"Yes, guaranteed real deal," Feng Yiyi said with a smile, turning to glance at Yan Qingruo.
Yan Qingruo was confused, "Then why are you helping me? You should know what I mean to your brother, right?"