This time, Yang Fan was surprisingly calm, not sparring with his father any longer. Standing not far from the door, he slowly said, "Alright, I'll try. As for the final outcome, that's beyond my control. If the other party doesn't fancy me, I can't be blamed."
Baili Lanxiang looked at her son, puzzled. Why the sudden compromise? With her there, there was no need to fear that old thing.
Yang Tianlie smiled faintly, feeling an inexplicable sense of relief in his heart. There is no one in this world who cannot be subdued; no matter how stubborn, it's useless without absolute power. One can only obediently follow orders.
"Very good, as long as you've seen the light, the future of the Yang Family is yours. I will arrange everything for you," Yang Tianlie said, looking at his son with a beaming smile.
Yang Fan ignored his words and directly called out, "Mom, didn't we say we were going out for a stroll?"
