Spiritual Master

Gu Yanfei walked over calmly.

Compared to the room full of women dressed in jewelry, she was dressed in simple clothes, but she was dazzling and had a noble temperament. She was like the legendary snow lotus on a heavenly mountain, making people not dare to blaspheme her.

After choosing a chair and sitting down, she looked up slightly at Madam Wang, who was standing by the bed.

Her starry eyes were as clear as water.

Madam Wang: "…"

It was obvious that she was looking down at Gu Yanfei from above, but Madam Wang felt inexplicably pressured. She was extremely awkward, as if she was reporting to her superior.

"…" Madam Wang originally had a lot to say. She wanted to say that Gu Yanfei was unfilial and cold, but she suddenly could not continue. It was as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over her head.