"I'm moving there today?" She was in a daze, bewildered that it was happening so soon. She noticed his hands tightening on the steering wheel, turning white. Reaching over, she was baffled to see his anger.
"So no one can bother us anymore." When her hand touched him, he grabbed it and pressed a kiss to it, looking at her for a second before his eyes went back onto the road.
"I have to let my grandfather know." Zhao Lifei said, pulling out her phone to call him.
Yang Feng wanted to protest, but knew if she did not tell him, the old man would think she was kidnapped again. It was better to tell him now than later.
Zhao Moyao placed down his pen and picked up the phone. "Xiao Fei, who are you with?"
Zhao Lifei nearly choked on the question. How did he find out so quickly?
Her eyes nervously trailed towards Yang Feng, whose eyes were concentrated on the road, but ears fully open for the conversation. "I'm with Yang Feng, he's taking me to the house he bought for me."
