Song Mian hung up before Yun Zhibin had the chance to flare up.
"You're getting ahead of yourself, Mr. Song." Yun Xiangxiang was impressed. "Tell me, how are you planning to get through this hurdle."
Song Mian wouldn't provoke Yun Zhibin without any reason. He must have something to rely on when he was displaying this brazen attitude.
"Aren't you angry?" An inexplicable feeling of satisfaction welled up within him when he saw her reaction.
Song Mian wasn't afraid of Yun Zhibin when he said so, but he was worried Yun Xiangxiang might be disgruntled.
"You're both important men to me. He's my father, while you're my future husband. I need to be fair. If everything is done within my boundaries, you can do whatever you want, and may the best man win."
Yun Xiangxiang knew she couldn't mediate this, and now she felt lucky about the fact she was a woman, so she didn't need to protect him.
