The first thing Yang Mujian noticed was how well Zhao Lifei could keep his grandson in control. He honestly couldn't care less what happened to the insignificant flies reaching for gold. However, seeing Zhao Lifei's effective way of maneuvering Yang Feng's bloodthirst, gravely dismayed him.
Fan Jielan made up her mind to have a thorough discussion with Zhao Lifei before the one she would have with her husband. Su Meixiu was a good girl who didn't deserve the embarrassing predicament but she overstepped her boundaries just because someone offered her a hand to cross it. It was already clear who was in Yang Feng's heart, yet Su Meixiu still had the decency to show up to this banquet.
Yang Ruqin patted the seat beside her with a gigantic smile. She felt like a damsel being saved by her knight in shining armor. "Feifei, sit here. I have so much to talk to you about." Her eyes twinkled and reflected the light of the champagne-colored chandelier ceilings above her.
