Feng Fuce smiled faintly. "You might not know her, but I've heard some rumors about this Fan Family lady."
Bai Zhi'er's interest was immediately piqued. She straightened up and asked, "What is it?"
Just then the carriage arrived outside Feng Fuce's Mansion. He helped her down. "We'll talk inside. Go change your clothes first. You were leaning on the window watching the rain just now, your shoulders are damp—careful you don't catch a cold."
His Little Demon Pet was so delicate that Feng Fuce was afraid she'd get chilled.
Fortunately, for this trip, Qingmei had prepared quite a few changes of clothes for Bai Zhi'er.
In this residence Feng Fuce kept in Peng City, there weren't many servants. Counting the gatekeeper, there were only seven in total.
Not even a single maid.
While Bai Zhi'er was changing, Feng Fuce waited at the door.
"Brother Fu Ce, hurry up and tell me." She was changing and still thinking about the rumor Feng Fuce hadn't finished.
