บท 987: A Ghost?

Gu Yang hadn't expected to run into the Feng family, but it didn't faze her. After all, there was nothing shameful about visiting her little blood bank's parents' graves. She remained calm.

"As you can see, we're here for tomb-sweeping," she replied.

Feng Xiaoxiao knew they were there to pay respects to the Feng family's graves, but she couldn't understand why Gu Yang was involved.

"Why did you think of paying respects to our grandparents?" Feng Xiaoxiao asked, her tone suspicious.

Feng Jue responded coolly, "My girlfriend came with me."

Feng Xiaoxiao shot Feng Jue a disdainful look. She knew this was Gu Yang's boyfriend, and while she had to admit his looks were exceptional, she dismissed him as just another pretty face, a gigolo reliant on someone else.

But to her surprise, her father, Feng Xuan, suddenly asked, "What's your name?"

Feng Jue's cold gaze met Feng Xuan's as he responded with a faint smile, "Feng Jue."