115 A possessive father.

Feng Shufen was really amused. What was this woman actually thinking of?

Looking at her like this an urge to tease her a little more surfaced his heart. He glanced at her intensely for a moment and then went back to flip the Savory Crepe on the pan. "Oh seems like you don't remember anything?"

Li Xue felt her heart thumping hard at his words. Her brows get furrowed thinking all assumptions her mind can come up with. "What do you mean? Did you chan …" her throat felt heavy, making it tough for her to bring out the words she was intending to say. Her cheeks are getting flushed red.

That was enough! Feng Shufen was satisfied. Taking note of her health, he could not take the play to a greater limit.