After Yang Fei finished speaking, the large restaurant was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
Everyone looked at Yang Fei as if he were a madman.
Sun Weimin couldn't help but furrow his brow, feeling that Mr. Yang's words were too exaggerated and arrogant.
He was just too young.
He sighed helplessly, thinking that he might need to call his family or his father-in-law's family for help; he had to ensure Yang Fei's safety no matter what.
Yet for all these years, he had never sought help from his family, and it was unexpected that for a stranger, he would have to bow to both families.
Li Xuantong could only fret in silence.
Li Yaqing's eyes lit up, finding the man of her age to be very imposing.
A glint flashed in Tong Yunshu's eyes, her smile brimming as she watched him, her thoughts unknown.
Across from them, the people of the Situ family were stunned.
