"Yu Wanwan?" Shen Chu'an asked, a bitter smile barely flickering at the edges of her lips before it faded into faint resignation.
"What a pleasant-sounding name." She smiled, steadying herself on the stair railing as she descended slowly.
When Lin Tang saw her, it was as if flames shot from her eyes. She charged at her with reddened eyes, only to be restrained by Fu Huaichen, who grabbed her wrist and flung her back onto the sofa.
"I may not have control over your family's security team, but do you think you can barge into my house and shout at me, intending to lay a hand on my wife?" Fu Huaichen's voice was laced with suppressed rage.
Immediately, Lin Tang fell silent. In truth, she was quite afraid of her uncle-in-law, but in that moment, rage had clouded her judgement.
