When Have I Ever Been Impotent?

Yun Xi suppressed her smile and moved to sit across from Mu Feichi. Jiang Chenghuan also came over to sit with them.

"By the way, why is Young Marshal Mu looking for me today?"

Jiang Chenghuan sat down on the sofa and asked the butler to pour him a cup of hot water. He was freezing to death.

It was a November winter in Jingdu, and the weather was cold and dry. Since the Mu Mansion was at the top of the mountain, the temperature was even colder there.

"What do you think about letting him take care of the eldest lady of the Zhao family?"

In a tone that sounded as if he was asking her opinion, Mu Feichi turned his head to look at Yun Xi. His eyes fell on the slippers on her feet.

Stunned, Yun Xi raised her head. However, she quickly snapped back to reality and looked at the indolent man on the sofa.