"Well, let's not dwell too long by the door." Fan Jielan spoke up, her motherly tone easily coming out when she saw Yang Feng's change in emotions.
His expressions at home were always as stiff as a rock, as cold as an iceberg, and as lifeless as the Dead Sea. However, with Zhao Lifei's presence, she dared to say there was a hue of tenderness in his eyes.
"Mommy, Feifei was the one who hired a hacker to look into the previous assassination attempt a while back." Yang Ruqin knew Zhao Lifei was too humble to bring up her good deeds and therefore, rambled about it in her place. She was always known to be a talkative little thing and this babbling mouth of hers was a frequent thing in the household.
Yang Qianlu paused at his daughter's words. He recounted a while back, he and his wife were panicking as they tried to seek after the bastard that dared to take a hit at their son's life and god forbid, nearly succeeded in doing so.
