When Are You Going to Hold the Wedding (1)

Madam Yan's expression was indifferent.

Her long and narrow eyes were slightly lowered, making it impossible for others to see the expression in her eyes.

However, Feng Chuge could still feel a chill emanating from her.

This feeling made her very uncomfortable…

He had lived two lives.

In addition, she was already so powerful now, and her observation skills were already extremely strong. No matter how hard Madam Yan tried to disguise herself, Feng Chuge could clearly sense the unfriendliness on Madam Yan.

As he thought of this, Feng Chuge's lips curled up.

She did not know why Madam Yan had to pretend to like her when she clearly did not like her.

Moreover...

Was she trying to matchmake her and Di Juechen again??

Feng Chuge's expression softened. She smiled and said," " Ah Chen's elder, sorry for my rudeness."

After saying that, Feng Chuge changed the topic." I just don't know why Madam sent someone here yesterday."