With Floral Witch explaining her plight and feeling like she had a proper elder brother, Xu Feng was rendered helpless.
"How old are you to still behave like that?" Xu Feng raised an eyebrow and asked.
"I'm 21, perfectly legal and young." She responded and continued, "Could it be that you wanted to do something naughty?"
"Shut it." He hissed coldly, clearly losing his patience.
"Why so serious? I know you aren't trying to do anything to me." Floral Witch giggled.
Despite being sheltered and isolated by many people, she still managed to read people.
Maybe it was because she had the gene and blood of her father who managed real-estate with such ease. She picked up signals on when and where the type of people who approached her for interaction was filled with nefarious intent.
This was the reason why she trusted her maid. She didn't get any sense that she was a traitor, and her senses were rarely incorrect.