Chen Yu and the others also helped pack, sorting and organizing some small items.
"Knock knock knock~" Just then, there was a knock on the door.
The group stopped what they were doing and looked toward the doorway in confusion.
"Who could it be so late?" Chen Yu frowned.
Then he put down what he was holding and got up to open the door.
"Honey, are you home? I have something I'd like to talk to you about." A firm and steady voice came from outside the door.
Upon hearing this, Chen Yu was horrified: "Oh no, it's that old bastard Feng Zhengyang!"
As Feng Xinran's father and the commander of the Zhongyang Garrison, Feng Zhengyang's fiery temper was something Chen Yu had experienced firsthand.
He was saying yesterday that he wouldn't dare to lay a finger on Feng Xinran, fearing that Feng Zhengyang would break his legs, but he never expected to run into her today.
Now that the die is cast, the last person he wants to see is Feng Zhengyang, at least not today, and not in this kind of situation.
At this moment, Chen Yu wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into, or that time could be reversed so that he could have a chance to avoid this awkward encounter.
However, reality is cruel; Feng Zhengyang, standing outside the door, clearly had no intention of leaving.
At this moment, Feng Xinran was also so frightened that her face turned pale. She quickly waved to Chen Yu, signaling him not to open the door.
Chen Yu smiled bitterly upon seeing this. He knew that this was something he would have to face eventually, and that running away was not the way to solve the problem.
He first gave Feng Xinran a reassuring look, then took a deep breath, adjusted his expression, tried his best to appear calm and composed, and then slowly opened the door.
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