"Second Young Master Ye, Mrs. Ye, hello."
"Hello, Mr. Fang."
After exchanging greetings, Wen Nuan inwardly complained, trying to minimize her presence as much as possible.
She curiously glanced at Cheng Anya, the gentle and beautiful woman who was Feimo's Mommy; how did she not match the shrew-like image Wen Nuan had in mind?
Cheng Anya gave her a gentle smile, and Wen Nuan sweetly smiled back, though she wondered to herself if a shrew could smile so warmly?
Feimo's eyes briefly swept over her, and seeing her bright smile, he couldn't help but sneer inwardly, "Idiot, judging by appearance, she doesn't know when his mommy made people wish they were neither alive nor dead. She probably didn't even know where she was peeing her pants at the time. Her naivety really makes people want to bully her ruthlessly."
"Young Master Fang, did you bring your girlfriend out for a meal?" Cheng Anya asked.
Fang Liucheng smiled, "Yes, that's right."