Zhu Dongfeng had just reached the main entrance, ready to knock, when the vermilion door swung open by itself, revealing the people inside.
Zhu Dongfeng was startled and turned on his heel, intending to leave.
However, in the next second, he turned back around.
He had thought she looked familiar before.
Compared to the little girl from five years ago, the current Ji Chuzheng seemed like a completely different person. Her temperament and appearance had changed significantly.
In his heart, the people of the Ji Family were already dead, and he didn't want to recall them.
So he never even considered associating her with the Ji Family.
How Xu Jiaowei recognized her, Zhu Dongfeng wasn't sure, but after her reminder, he suddenly matched the person to the name.
Chuzheng walked out with her hands behind her back, her cold eyes sweeping over Zhu Dongfeng: "Lord Zhu, what are you doing outside my residence so early in the morning?" Looking for trouble?
I won't show you any courtesy.
