Over here, the two women were chatting and laughing with Tang Feng. The earlier ordeal was temporarily put aside. It had to be said, Tang Feng was an excellent conversationalist; with just a few words, he managed to calm their moods.
Who would have thought that these two had just been on the brink of life and death, betrayed by the people closest to them? Without anyone to console them, it might have left mental scars lasting a lifetime.
This wasn't something Tang Feng wanted to see. As he had mentioned earlier, he admired them.
"Brother Feng, up ahead is my home," Lin Ning'er said with a smile.
"And where is Xiao Yan's home?"
"I am an adopted daughter," Lin Yan'er replied shyly.
In her heart, she always felt a step lower than Lin Ning'er. Although Ning'er had never looked down on her, Yan'er was mindful of her own status. Thus, the two women got along harmoniously.
