Seeing Bai Hanyun glare back, Lin Weiwen felt anger rising. Before she could think of a response, Feng Xiyan's cold voice cut through the air.
"Miss Lin, you and this general are not close. Please address this general by my title."
He then reached over and held Bai Hanyun's hand and added, "This general does not want my beloved fiancée to misunderstand. Please behave with proper decorum."
Lin Weiwen's expression instantly paled. Seeing her body sway, her maidservant rushed to support her.
"Third Young Lady, are you alright?" she asked worriedly.
Gritting her teeth, Lin Weiwen steadied herself, forced a stiff smile, and bowed again. "Wen Wen has overstepped her bounds. Great General Feng, please forgive me."
Sitting off to the side, Lin Ruichuan leisurely enjoyed a bite of glutinous rice cake. 'This younger sister really knows how to retreat and advance.'
