Yang Fei was stunned on the spot.
No blood relation...
Although she had considered this possibility, she didn't expect it to be true.
If Yang Gang was an impostor, then where did her real twin brother go?
"Could he have been killed by Yang Gang?!"
A chill surged from her heart.
Yang Fei opened her door to take a look. The whole Yang's villa was deathly still. She didn't find Yang Gang anywhere, which made her breathe a sigh of relief.
She wanted to call Yang Ya and Yang Lin with her phone, but ultimately, she gave up.
She paced back and forth in the courtyard over ten times. Eventually, with gritted teeth, she drove away from Yang's villa in a BMW parked in the garage.
About ten minutes later, Yang Fei arrived at the Xia family.
"Huh? Feifei, why are you here?" Xia Ziyang, who was about to leave the house, saw Yang Fei's frantic expression and asked.
"It's nothing. Where is Zi Han?"
