"Drop all pretense? You think Shen Yueli and I can just sit down and have a friendly drink?"
Upon hearing this, Lin Fan's cheeks pulsed, his rage twisting into a scornful laugh. "Seven years ago, she and that old animal forced my mother to take poison and kill herself, just to protect their damned family! And now they send people to kill me? Are they afraid I'll return to the Imperial Capital and settle the score?"
At his words, Yuan Youwei and the other two were stunned. They had never imagined that Lin Fan, who always seemed so composed, was actually burdened by such a deep and bloody feud.
Wang Meng and Mrs. Xue exchanged a look, their expressions complicated. Yuan Youwei gazed at Lin Fan's profile, her eyes filled with a deep sense of heartache.
