"Goddess Mianmian?"
The door to the attic opened and Feng Chen walked in.
Feng Chen was wearing a white shirt with a red bow tie at his collar.
"Little Chen?"
Ruan Mianmian called out tentatively.
Feng Chen asked happily, " goddess Mianmian, let's go downstairs for breakfast.
"Alright," he said.
Feng Chen really treated ruan Mianmian as a goddess.
He didn't even dare to get close to ruan Mianmian. He stood three steps away from her.
When the two of them arrived at the dining room, the villa's servants served the breakfast that Feng Chen and ruan Mianmian had prepared.
Ruan Mianmian didn't expect that she could come down from the attic freely.
At the same time, she also knew that Feng Chen might be the key to her departure.
"Xiao Chen, you're very handsome today. Do you have a phone? I'll take a photo for you."