Feng Zheyu raised the corner of his mouth, not feeling nervous even though Lu Xiaoyou almost guessed who they were collaborating with.
Light flickered in his eyes; initially, he was full of curiosity about Lu Xiaoyou, and now that curiosity remained, but he had also added a bit of admiration for her.
Lu Xiaoyou deduced it entirely based on her understanding of the Long Family's offspring, and Feng Zheyu knew that Lu Xiaoyou already had a clear answer in her heart.
However, she still held back something from Feng Zheyu.
"I know you are very smart," Feng Zheyu said to her:
"But excessive wisdom can lead to harm; the more you know, the easier it is to be hurt. I'm currently in Paris and can't rush to your side when you encounter danger..."
Feng Zheyu had his concerns.
In his ear, came a clear and sweet laughter like spring water, "Little Phoenix, don't underestimate me. I didn't survive until today just by luck."
Feng Zheyu thought about it, and indeed.
