With all of the commotion, Zhao Lifei stirred and woke up. She tiredly rubbed her eyes, a small pout on her face while she rubbed her face against Yang Feng's chest. "It's loud…" She mumbled, unaware of where she was. She felt her body melt against his when he rubbed circles on the side of her waist.
"Xiao Fei, it's time to go home." Zhao Moyao did not miss their little exchange, but he kept that to himself. His granddaughter was in a very critical position and with how fierce this beast was, he knew it was only minutes before Yang Feng turned the car around and took her to god knows where.
Zhao Lifei jumped at his voice, turning around in her position to see a very grumpy grandfather. She looked out the car window and saw it was completely surrounded by men, but they could not see inside because of the tinted windows. Only Old Butler Tang and her grandfather could see her.
