in the main hall of the yu family mansion, the atmosphere was very solemn and quiet.
Old master Yu was sitting at the head of the table. His face was solemn and livid. He held a walking stick in his hand and stared at the crowd with his brows furrowed.
Yu Yike and Yu Haoyu sat on one side, while Qian Lijing sat on the other side. She looked pale and lonely, like the last afterglow of the sunset, sad but beautiful.
The moment the door was opened by the Butler, the Yu family's gazes were either sharp or complicated as they looked at Yu feibai and the other two.
qian lijing was the last one to look up. when she saw yu feibai, she immediately shrank back in panic.
She couldn't help but tremble, and tears were also quivering in her eyes, but she refused to let them fall. feibai, I didn't say anything about the child. I don't know how they found out either. Please believe me.
