"If you want others to remain unaware, you must ensure the deed is never done. Xiang Fengyu, don't you agree? But clearly, your performance is impeccable—it's honestly a pity someone like you hasn't starred in major TV dramas or blockbuster films."
Without revealing how much he knew to Xiang Fengyu, Shang Pinhao coldly threw out one last remark, then grabbed Shang Xixia's hand, snorted, and headed upstairs.
"You!"
Xiang Fengyu stared at Shang Pinhao's retreating figure, her fury choking her words back. Her face turned ashen, and she nearly lost her breath in anger.
"No, I must go find Chengxi. Things are really urgent now; I can't afford any further delays!"
As she came to her senses, Xiang Fengyu shook her head, not knowing how much Shang Pinhao had deduced. Her mind spun with unease as she paced the living room, eventually forcing herself to calm down. Her eyes flickered as thoughts brewed, and she finally headed toward Li Chengxi's room.
"Mom, where are you going?"
