Quan Yi swallowed hard, staring in astonishment at their master and then at the woman who was sleeping soundly on the bed, exhausted. His hand trembled violently as he held the tray, thinking to himself: could something have happened between these two last night.
No, please no, even if he was now at odds with Li Chengyun, after all, the bonds of blood remained. This He Lingling was his little niece, a younger member of the family; no matter what, he should have sought out this woman.
Li Fengnian, however, was completely calm, simply asking Quan Yi to set down the breakfast.
After placing the breakfast, Quan Yi didn't leave immediately; Li Fengnian looked at him standing there like a pillar, unmoving, and his cold gaze shifted onto him. He asked, "Is there anything else?"
Quan Yi hastily adjusted his expression and respectfully said, "It's like this, Master, you are to attend a wedding today."
Li Fengnian replied indifferently, "I know!"
