Bai Feng was not surprised at all. Su Xiaoyue had dragged his sister's name through the mud, and now there were still many media outlets watching Qingyun Villa. The whole city of A knew about his sister's affair. Some men who had pursued Bai Tong, unable to get the grapes, said the grapes were sour and were now seizing the opportunity to trample Bai Tong to death. Bai Zhenhong was naturally furious. How could he not take any action?
"Is everything arranged?"
Bai Feng asked coldly, his gaze fixed on a family of three emerging from the Civil Affairs Bureau, happily getting into a black Mercedes like his own, driven by Fan Shaoming. Su Xiaoyue, with Fan Mingyu, sat in the back seat.
"It's all arranged."
