On the seventh day of the fifth month, a very surprising guest came to the Heng Manor.
This guest was a very capable-looking woman in her thirties by the surname of Feng.
Han Qiao and Heng Yi met her together.
She didn't come alone either. She was accompanied by Butler Feng, and the man standing beside her was the thief who had been stabbed several times by Jianing after they caught him.
Han Qiao did not recognize the man.
But Heng Yi recognized him.
Heng Yi glanced at him, and he rolled his eyes, looking extremely arrogant.
"I am the ninth daughter in my family. The current Feng family head is my eldest brother."
"You can call me Xinru or Madam Feng."
Feng Xinru smiled at Heng Yi and Han Qiao.
The couple before her looked like what a married couple should look like.
Especially when they sat there like a painting.
It wasn't that they looked beautiful as a fairytale, but the aura they gave off.