"Facts will prove who ends up regretting in the end."
Ye Feng remained unshaken, took a sip of tea, then put down the cup and walked to the outside of the room.
"Ye Feng..."
As soon as he stepped out of the room, a cold voice echoed in the hallway, "Why are you here?"
Wei Qingxuan?
Ye Feng looked up and saw that the one calling him was none other than Wei Qingxuan.
Today, Wei Qingxuan was wearing a neatly tailored black suit with a white shirt, two buttons undone, revealing an enticingly bottomless ravine.
Especially those legs, long and straight, the black stockings outlining an arc that was terrifyingly alluring.
If this woman weren't so cold, she'd truly be an absolute siren.
Ye Feng swallowed, forcefully resisted recalling the enchanting scenes of the night Wei Qingxuan climbed onto his bed, and with a playful smile said, "Is this your family's place? If you can be here, why can't I?"
"Congratulations, you're right. Qingyi Pavilion is indeed owned by me."