After hearing Yang Yuxin's words, countless grievances surged up in Chao Ying's heart.
In her indignation, she could not be bothered to consider the other party's background. She turned around, nodded, and spoke expressionlessly. "Thank you for your guidance, Manager Yang. I truly hadn't expected Boss Feng to be busy here."
She did not believe Feng Jun could be all that busy in the mountains. All she could think was—my brother is gone, and this is how you treat me?
What kind of person was Yang Yuxin? She could not be bothered with Chao Ying's emotions at all, merely looking at her as though she were an idiot. "Now you know."
But Chao Ying was not someone who only knew how to vent. Something stirred in her heart, and she looked at Feng Jun again.
She had heard a little about how Feng Jun was cultivating now—some mystical, supernatural sort of thing. Apparently, he had even cured Lu Xiaoning, which was why Little Lu was cultivating with him as well.
As for such matters... how should she put it? Her feelings were rather complicated.
Twenty years ago, she would not have been willing to believe in such things. Upon hearing of people and events like these, she would have felt respectful but inclined to keep her distance.
But now that she was older, had more family assets, and her brother's career was going smoothly, she treasured this life very much.
Thus, when it came to such mysterious people and matters, she generally maintained the attitude of "better to believe it exists than believe it does not."
In truth, the fact that Feng Jun could even fool the Gu Family was enough to prove that he was extraordinary—at the very least, extraordinarily good at fooling people.
But in Chao Ying's view,