Seeing people come in, her eyes burst with intense light, then quickly turned dim.
"Lady Xintong, are you okay?" The bodyguard checked Joseph's breath, confirmed he was dead, and then inquired about Feng Xintong.
"He... he... broke into my room in the middle of the night, and I... in a panic..." Feng Xintong stammered, clearly terrified.
"Lady Xintong, we're sorry. We didn't protect you well."
"No... it's not your fault... I..." Feng Xintong choked up and couldn't continue, burying her head in her knees and sobbing hysterically, heartbroken.
Everyone looked at Feng Xintong with sympathy.
The news reached Mr. Feng, who was discussing the auction details with Housekeeper Xing, and he showed a barely noticeable cold smile.
"Very good! The actions are getting bigger. Zhenzhen, despite her shortcomings, has suppressed many people's ambitions over the years."
