Li Mengyao stood there for several more minutes, completely motionless as she silently gazed at Lin Feng's handsome figure.
Her mind was still struggling to process everything he had just said.
Every word from him carried a strange weight, as though even the simplest sentence contained an invisible pressure that made people instinctively believe him.
The more she thought about it, the more complicated her emotions became.
At first, she had only come here out of curiosity and disbelief. The idea that her proud and noble mother could become involved with a man was already shocking enough.
But after personally meeting Lin Feng, Li Mengyao realized that perhaps no woman in the world could remain completely unmoved before him. In the end, a faint smile slowly bloomed across her face.
She was already a devastating beauty to begin with. Her flawless skin, elegant features, and graceful bearing were enough to make countless men lose themselves with a single glance.
