What if the other higher-ups blamed them if anything happened to the young miss? Even if she's a puppet, she's still a valuable trophy. For the baby to suddenly sleep so mindlessly that she looked like in a deep coma…
Ming Feizhen pulled for dear life to stop his steed from bolting off. “Oh, never imagined Liu Shan Men’s captain would want to be an osmanthus cake seller.”
Of course, Grandpa Yofan wasn't among the six elders. The old man chose to stand beside the family head's throne while watching Elliana's wretched back.
Shen Yong’s expression froze, like a rooster that had its neck grabbed. He fell silent for a long while, and the expression on his face kept changing. He instinctively wanted to get angry again and force Shen Hanxing to submit to him. But on the other hand, his rationality told him that it was not wise to get angry. Shen Hanxing would not fall for it at all.
Ye Liushang slowly stood up and looked at Jian Ai, as if sizing up the Sect Master. His eyes were incomparably deep, but they did not make people feel oppressed.
[What do you mean, though, uncle Godfather?] Ainsley tilted her head. Indeed, her people were powerful despite the family being a poor one on the brink of collapsing.
“I can’t help it! I didn’t change because I wanted to. Do you think I wanted to become servile? I want to be upright too. I want to act according to my ideals too. But you know better than anyone that business doesn’t always go the way you expect.”