Ning Wei was in the middle of pressing an ice pack around her eyes when Fu Ming Shi rang the doorbell.
The manager gave Ning Wei a look over as he walked into the house. Ning Wei's eyes were still swollen from crying the whole night, but the manager could see the composed look on Ning Wei's face.
"Brother Fu," Ning Wei greeted. She lowered the ice pack from her hand to look at the man.
"Hmm…" Feng An Yu nodded. "You look terrible."
Ning Wei froze.
Meanwhile, Qing Ke shot Fu Ming Shi a look. Clearly, she was not happy with the Manager's comment. Even if Ning Wei did not look like her usual bright self, Fu Ming Shi should refrain from commenting.
The manager stood up straight as he felt someone shooting him a dagger look. Turning around, Fu Ming Shi saw the murderous look in Qing Ke's eyes. He swallowed his words and cleared his throat. "Xiao Wei," Fu Ming Shi called. "How are you feeling?"
