If looks could materialize, Yu Yao felt that Yu Heng and Yu Jue would have already been killed countless times by the knives they were throwing at each other with their eyes.
She looked back and forth between Yu Heng and Yu Jue with a puzzled expression, trying to figure out why the two people who had got along just a moment ago had started to act hostile towards each other.
Furthermore, Yu Yao did not understand why the two of them had to drag her into their quarrels. It was really baffling.
Yu Heng and Yu Jue had already exchanged countless blows with their eyes. Just as they were about to pull Yu Yao into the fray to act as a referee for them, the door opened again.
The person who walked in was in a fitted suit and looked like an elite. It was Yu Lang.
Yu Lang hung up his coat and walked over to the dining table to see Yu Heng and Yu Jue glaring at each other.
