"I'm very clear-headed and have already decided," Shen Yuyan said indifferently.
"But you'll die." Shen Liu'an looked at Shen Yuyan's handsome face. "Have you forgotten what your mother said when she was alive? Other than Yaoyao's fate, she can't calculate anything else about the few of you. You…"
Just as Shen Liu'an was feeling agitated, Shen Yuyan suddenly raised his slender fingers to his lips, indicating for him to stop.
Shen Liu'an shut his mouth and immediately sensed a sneaky aura outside the window.
"Who is it?! Get in here!" Shen Liu'an casually took out the short knife on the table and threw it in the direction of the aura.
The sharp knife went straight through the window and past the person standing outside, shearing off a few strands of hair.
Yu Linlang's hand trembled, and the teacup on the tray fell to the ground, shattering into pieces.
Shen Yuyan walked out of the study and saw Yu Linlang's pale face.
