Lu Boyun bowed to the young miss. "Yes Miss Xinying," and left the place.
Feng Xinying looked at Xie Yuansheng. He was looking equally angry. She found him dialing a number on his phone. Without speaking anything to him, she just went upstairs to her room and closed the door. Xie Weihui was going out of her league. How could she fight with them when she had come to ask for help? Instead of speaking politely, this is what she did. Feng Xinying felt bitter about her and about the fact that she married her father. And what did she mean by saying that she had done a lot to reach here? Something was not making sense. She called Su Haobing.
"I want you to dig all information regarding Xie Weihui."
"Sure."