Yang Dao is an orphan. He does not speak much. He is so introverted that if not for his grades no one would have even known about him. One day it all changed. A red helicopter landed in front of him and a black-haired beauty walked up to him. She spoke in a joyful and emotional voice, "Young Master, this servant finally found you." ... Follow Yang Dao, a boy blessed by the heavens. A guy who was given four familiar spirits by the heavens. DISCLAIMER: THE COVER IMAGE DOES NOT BELONG TO ME.
After dealing with the media, Feng Yun came back inside the van. She smiled when her gaze fell on Yang Dao, who was about to open the door and walk out of the bus. The media had not yet left and some people caught hold of Yang Dao.
Someone asked, "Young Master Feng, can we ask you some questions, please?"
Feng Yun frowned. She wanted to turn around and lash out at the media person because just now she had finished answering their questions and asked them to leave. But these guys had the guts to pester her Young Master? Her gaze turned cold but she felt a soft warm finger, poking her arm. Yang Dao glanced at her with a calm gaze as he blinked.