"Oh! Cousin, you're here!"
After getting dressed, Zhao Xiaoshi came downstairs with Huahua from the second floor.
Seeing her cousin arriving, this girl had a smug look on her face. Especially seeing someone busy in the kitchen, she felt quite pleased with herself.
"Why haven't you come down yet?" Zhao Xuemo was exasperated.
She knew what her cousin was planning, but she had a fiancé, so how could she possibly be involved with Lin Zifeng? Besides, the relationship between Nangong Bing and Lin Zifeng didn't seem like the typical master-servant one, which made Zhao Xuemo feel a bit sour.
"It's fine, she's here to hang out with Huahua. They're about the same age, so they probably have common topics to talk about." Nangong Bing smiled. She took the two cups of latte Lin Zifeng handed over, feeling very satisfied and gave Lin Zifeng a mischievous wink.
This wink made Lin Zifeng feel quite uneasy all over.
People with guilty consciences always have this sense of dread.
