When Lu Dongming saw that Hai Ling’s assistant was a woman, a weight lifted from his heart.
He knew the all-capable assistants of the Feng family Matriarch were exceptionally outstanding, and he had always worried that Hai Ling’s assistant would be a young, impressive man like Fang Yao, fearing he’d be outshone.
Fortunately, Hai Ling’s assistant was a woman.
After Fang Yao and the others prepared dinner, the group ate, and then Hai Ling, needing to return to her company, left the Feng family mansion with Lu Dongming.
Wu Yan went to her residence to settle in.
Only Feng Qing and Fang Yao remained in the mansion.
After receiving a phone call, Fang Yao said to Feng Qing, “Young Miss, I have urgent business to attend to.”
Feng Qing told him to go handle his affairs, no need to stay with her.
After Fang Yao left, Feng Qing strolled in the courtyard for half an hour before returning inside to rest.
That evening, she received a call from Fang Yao.
“Young Miss, I’m in the downstairs hall, I’d like to invite you out for dinner, would you do me the honour?”
Feng Qing glanced at the sky outside, noticing it had darkened, she had slept through to the evening.
“What time is it now?”
“Seven o’clock, I’ve booked a private room at Fengze Hotel and ordered the dishes, we can eat as soon as we arrive, no waiting.”
Fang Yao had arranged everything.
Feng Qing let out an “oh,” “Alright, give me ten minutes.”
With that, she hung up.
Ten minutes later, Feng Qing changed into new clothes and went downstairs.
Fang Yao was waiting at the staircase, smiling as he watched her descend.
“Why are we going out for dinner tonight?”
Fang Yao extended his right hand, Feng Qing placed hers in his palm, he held it, and as she stepped off the last stair, she naturally linked her arm with his.
As they walked outside, Fang Yao answered, “I just wanted to take you out for a meal, and after, I’ll take you somewhere, I’ve prepared a surprise for you.”
Feng Qing smiled, “What surprise, being all mysterious like this?”
“It’s a surprise, I definitely can’t tell you now, if you knew in advance, it wouldn’t be a surprise.”
Feng Qing tilted her head to look at him, more or less guessing what he’d been busy with these past few days.
“Fine, I won’t ask, I’ll wait for you to show me later.”
Stepping outside, a cold breeze hit, and Feng Qing shivered.
Fang Yao immediately wrapped his arm around her shoulders, saying, “Why didn’t you wear more layers?”
“I’m not cold, it’s just that coming out of a heated room, a sudden gust of cold wind feels especially chilly.”
Her clothes were quite warm.
“It’s felt particularly cold these past few days.”
“It’s already late March, almost April.”
At the car, Fang Yao gallantly opened the door for her, and after she got in, he leaned in to fasten her seatbelt.
Feng Qing laughed, “The injury on my arm is nearly healed, or you all wouldn’t have agreed to my discharge, I’m not disabled, I can fasten my own seatbelt.”
He was overly attentive in caring for her.
If she allowed it, he’d probably carry her everywhere to spare her walking.
After getting in the car, Fang Yao said, “I told you, I’ll take care of you from now on, if I don’t do a good job, Miss Hai will hold me accountable, she spoke to me privately, instructing me to look after you well.”
“She told me to be devoted to you, not to think you’re without support, saying you still have her and the people from Guancheng behind you, even if you’re no longer the Feng family Matriarch, since I’ve chosen to follow you, I must keep my promise and be loyal to you for life.”
Feng Qing’s heart swelled with gratitude.
She knew everyone cared for her in their own way.
“Even without her instructions, I’d take care of you, you’re my life, no one doesn’t cherish their own life.”
He loved her like his own life.
As he drove, with the car’s heater on, he said, “It snowed in some places today.”
