"Cough!"
Not only did the two words make her blush even more, she quickly drew back her hand and closed the box, saying nothing while her fingers traced the patterns on its surface.
For some reason, her heart felt like a beehive, the sweetness of the honey she could smell in the air around her.
"I've already asked father-in-law to handle Wu Congshu's matter, and I believe there will be a result soon," Yan Sihan suddenly said.
"Huh?"
She was a bit stunned and then asked, "You let him handle it? Won't he just find a scapegoat?"
Yan Sihan shook his head at her, saying, "Your father does not know about this."
"Oh..." She thought it would be alright as long as Lin Zhengyang managed it, but she was surprised that he actually didn't know. Yan Sihan seemed to have a good grasp on the situation, so she didn't question its authenticity.
