Feng Qingli's History

There were still many hours before daybreak, so Xiao Feimo accompanied Feng Qingying to lie down again. After Feng Qingying fell asleep, he quietly got up and left the room.

Just as Xiao Feimo left, Feng Qingying opened her eyes, she knew that Xiao Feimo had already guessed who did this, she had thought that as long as she rejected them, they would not take any action, seems like she had thought this matter was too simple.

This was clearly just the beginning.

Very quickly, Feng Qingying also pushed open the door and went out.

The street was extremely cold and desolate late at night. On the side of the street, there was a house with two red lanterns hung around the entrance, and a weak light illuminated the bluestone path. Yi Shuihan stood under the lanterns with his hands crossed in front of his chest.