Xia Yinian clutched her clothes tightly, shrinking in the corner of her bed and glaring at the people by her bed with a defensive expression.
"We mean no harm." Seeing Xia Yinian's expression, the Old Master still couldn't let it go.
Every time he saw her, no matter when, his heart would soften especially.
Xia Yinian remained silent; in fact, she couldn't speak at all.
They were Feng Yifan's family, Feng Yifan's people, she could not trust any of them.
Previously, even Feng Yifan called Feng Yan, Third Brother...
Even if Feng Yan knew she was here, would he really help her? They are all one family.
The girl's eyes, big and watery, watched them cautiously, clearly mistrustful of them.
Though he knew she wasn't Feng Sui's child, his own granddaughter, the Old Master's heart was still pained by her gaze.
He waved his hand, and the maid retreated, then the Old Master said, "Did that boy Yifan bully you?"
