“Good morning, Mr. Feng. It just so happens that you’re awake. I’ll tell you about it. From today onwards, I’ll move back to Blue Moon Bay to live with my mother and the child. I don’t need the keys here, so I’ll return them to you.”

The key to the Ocean Pavilion was given to her by Old Mr. Feng. It was an affirmation of her status as the mistress.

However, this was not her home. There was no point in taking it.

Feng Yunan was indifferent. He was as cold as a statue.

He did not even look at Qiao Ruoxi from the beginning to the end. It was as if she was air and her going or staying had nothing to do with him.

“I’m leaving now. Goodbye, Auntie Jiang.”

Qiao Ruoxi did not want to stay any longer. She politely greeted everyone and left with her luggage.

Auntie Jiang looked at the situation in front of her with a troubled expression. She wanted to help Mr. Feng persuade Qiao Ruoxi to stay, but she was afraid that the young master would be unhappy. Sigh, even being a servant is hard!

Even though he hadn’t known Qiao Ruoxi for long, he could feel that she was a good person. If she could really be with the young master, it would be great.

After Qiao Ruoxi left, Feng Yunan did not touch his chopsticks again.

As Auntie Jiang was clearing the dishes, she asked, “Sir, did you feel better after drinking the hangover soup last night?”

“What hangover soup?”

Feng Yunan couldn’t remember what he had drunk.

Auntie Jiang explained, “You were drunk last night and vomited all over the place. Miss Qiao helped you clean up for a long time and even made you some hangover soup.”

Auntie Jiang heard some movement in the kitchen and got up to see that it was Qiao Ruoxi who had made the soup. After asking, she learned that it was for Sir.

‘I vomited last night?’

‘Qiao Ruoxi cleaned me up and made soup for me?’

Thinking of the bathrobe he was wearing when he woke up in the morning, Feng Yunan’s expression became even darker.

Without another word, he stood up, picked up his coat, and left.

…

Qiao Ruoxi walked along the road near the Ocean Pavilion. She didn’t ask the driver to send her because she didn’t want to trouble the people here.

She planned to go to the nearby bus stop and take the bus back.

She had just turned a corner when she heard the sound of an emergency brake. She was shocked.

She turned around and saw a limited edition black Aston-Martin parked next to her. He got out of the car first and opened the door of the back seat, revealing a handsome face.

Feng Yunan got out of the car with a dark face. He walked around the front of the car and came in front of Qiao Ruoxi. He asked coldly, “Who allowed you to leave?”

“Mr. Feng…”

Qiao Ruoxi was a little confused. ‘When I handed over the key, I had tacitly agreed, right?’

“You know that Grandpa has been keeping an eye on me, but you deliberately want to move away so that Grandpa could blame me, right?”

“I didn’t mean it that way. We agreed that it was just a secret marriage. I don’t think we need to live together.”

Qiao Ruoxi explained.

“Yes, it’s an agreement. Even if it’s an act, you have to do it for me.”

He grabbed the suitcase from her and threw it into the trunk with a menacing expression.

Xiu Yi’s heart skipped a beat when he saw how fierce Feng Yunan was. He thought, ‘The president is not using the right way to make her stay!’

‘If you are so fierce, you will scare the little girl.’

In fact, Feng Yunan really could not talk to her in a friendly manner. In short, his smooth life began to become unlucky, all from the time he met Qiao Ruoxi.

This woman was the bane of his life.

Qiao Ruoxi was stunned by him. She did not understand why he was so angry. ‘Why did he suddenly snatch my suitcase?’

“What are you waiting for?!”

Feng Yunan scolded again. Qiao Ruoxi was so frightened that she was at a loss.

…