Driving down the mountain path of Zijin Mountain, Jiang Feng drove at a leisurely pace.
At this moment, after finishing a call with Yu Hang, Chu Feifei soon leaned on the seat cushion and fell asleep.
Because of today's events, she didn't sleep well last night, and on the way here today, she had been uneasy and restless.
After the strong excitement passed, fatigue swept over her, and she couldn't resist falling into a deep sleep.
Even in her sleep, she appeared peaceful, with a faint smile lingering at the corner of her mouth.
Looking at the fair and delicate Chu Feifei, who was as beautiful as a flower, Jiang Feng also felt genuine affection and heartache.
He was now willing to protect Chu Feifei, not out of respect for the late Chu Renxiong, nor for Zhu Ge Yuheng, but for a feeling in his heart that he couldn't let go of.
This ill-fated girl needed protection and a good rest.
But at this moment, suddenly, a figure appeared on the mountain path ahead!
