The grim expression on Sun Feiyan's face as she stood on the balcony of her hotel suite, making Chen Anqi uncomfortable. Today, not only did Meng Jiao walk out, but she also gave shame to the Sun family. Since then, Sun Feiyan's mood had never been good.
Sun Feiyan leaned on the balcony, a wine of cup on her right hand. Deep in her thoughts, she looked out over the gorgeous view that the place offered to her. The setting sun was casting shadows over the high-rise buildings at the distant.
With the light of her suite turned off, the shadows outside gave her a menacing aura.
"Where is Meng Jiao?" She asked, her voice cold and serious; one would be afraid to meet her fury head-on.
"She went back home, Miss Feiyan," Chen Anqi replied hesitantly. She'd never seen her mistress this mad for years. The last time was when her mistress' father, the Sun family's only young master, died on a hospital bed.
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