Yun Bixue knew that Meng Xintong must be pursing her lips in displeasure right now.
Yun Bixue revealed a slight smile. "I'm your family, but you have a father as well…"
"He's still travelling around, visiting all the places mother had visited before. Even though he was in the wrong, I feel pretty indifferent about it right now. After all, I never had any expectations for him."
"Xintong, I'm thinking that with Zhou Pingyu's position in the political scene, if there's someone who were to dig up your past, they could kidnap your father and use him as a bargaining chip."
Meng Xintong gasped. "Bixue, thank goodness you reminded me. I will make arrangements for it."
"Okay. The Meng family seems to be developing well in the imperial capital as well. But for now, don't rush to choose a side, remember to observe the situation."
"Okay."
Yun Bixue continued chatting with Meng Xintong and only hung up after a while.
