The night gradually quieted down, and Jiangcheng, busy all day, was once again enveloped in a lively and noisy atmosphere.
Hidden beneath such a night sky, in a villa within the Haitian Villa Area, there gathered a gloomy air as if black clouds were pressing down on the city...
In the luxurious living room, An Yusheng sat on the sofa with a tense, grim face. Next to him sat Wang Ruyi, also with an unsightly expression. The old couple didn't know what strength they were drawing on to suppress the anger that threatened to erupt. Facing them was a clueless An Xiaoru.
"Dad, don't believe the nonsense the media spouts. Xixi has always had a good relationship with Haiming, they grew up together. Don't you understand them? Xixi's heart is completely with Ling Jue, and Haiming treats Xixi like his own little sister! Dad, don't believe those scandals!"
