Yao Qing's eyes lightly traced over Feng Ye's face.
Last time she heard Yu Yanshen talk, she roughly understood that he was the only heir to the Feng Family now.
Perhaps it was his return to the Feng Family, so one could see on his face a confidence and radiance that was incomparable to that of the past.
How nice, everyone is getting better and better.
A slight curve formed on the corners of her lips, "The Crown Prince of the Feng Family invites me to dinner and even gives me a script, what should I do if I'm afraid I can't handle such an honor?"
Feng Ye gazed at Yao Qing's face, when he had seen her from afar while driving, he had felt that inexplicable feeling he had when he first met her abroad.
That feeling, as if for her, there was only herself alone in the world.
He thought something might have happened to her, but now seeing her able to joke, for some reason, his heart that was hanging seemed to have suddenly been put at ease.