That night, when Fan Shaohang returned home, he thought about Xiao Lei's words. He was sitting on his bed, wondering about the conversation that he had with Xiao Lei earlier. He smiled gently when he thought about how Xiao Lei finally admitted, in her own way, that she was Fan Wushuang.
But when he thought about how someone from his family wanted to hurt her and had actually attempted to hurt her, an angry frown appeared on his face.
"Xiyue and Su Wei..." Fan Shaohang frowned angrily. He got out of his bed and put on his slippers before walking down to the kitchen to get something to drink. The entire house was completely dark, saved for the automatic lights that lit up whenever he was within range.
