Let Go Of Me

The chauffeur drove Zhao Lifei to Yang Feng's house instead of Yang Enterprise. She was not in her best state of mind to enter there. At the very least, she could wait for him at home.

Zhao Lifei was still in too much of a daze to realize where she was. Her head was a boggled mess. 

The housekeeper, Mrs. Jiang, was already outside ready to greet the Madam. She was a bit worried when Zhao Lifei stumbled out of the car, her face white as a sheet. She looked like she was about to throw up any moment from now.

Mrs. Jiang rushed to Zhao Lifei to help her make the small walk to the front entrance. "Welcome home, Madam. Are you alright?"

Zhao Lifei brushed past the housekeeper with an absentminded expression on her face, as if she did not realize there was even a person next to her asking her a question.

"Madam?" The housekeeper walked after Zhao Lifei, guiding her up the stairs and into the bedroom of their Young Master.