That was also the reason Ye Lu had moved over; he had instructed Feiyu to always protect her. He never trusted his father, but he still hoped that his father wouldn't do anything too outrageous.
But at this moment, his intuition became reality; his father actually wanted to kill his child.
His face remained calm, yet the veins on the back of his hand could not be suppressed, bulging out inch by inch.
"Third Young Master, there's trouble—we've received reports from the media," Feiyu rushed in with a solemn expression, speaking rapidly, "The media report that FSD Company won our Tian Kun's project bid through improper means. Now many major media outlets are desperately reporting on this matter."
Third Young Master Jun's expression darkened as he asked coldly, "When did the reporting start?"
