Han Zhan nodded. "Yes, Little Bai told me not to worry about picking up the twins today. It seems as though Xiang Yu went to pick them up."
Han Xin nodded in agreement, a plan forming in his mind. He decided he would confront Xiang Yu tonight as soon as they got home.
In the adjacent office, Peng Xiu was typing furiously, her expression serious. But her attention was divided; she was eavesdropping on their conversation. Her mood had been sour lately, exacerbated by Han Xin's increasing distance and his forbidding her from coming to his home. She was deeply unhappy, and when she discovered that Xiang Yu was staying with Han Xin, her anger boiled over, leading her to overturn her apartment in a fit of rage again. Her eyes now burned with hatred, but she kept her emotions in check, not wanting Han Xin to see this side of her.
