Yan Fei did not go back to see Yan Yuexian but returned to the Presidential Mansion.
There are some things he doesn't want Yan Yuexian to know.
Perhaps she is the last pure person in the Yan Family and should not be tainted.
Yan Lingyi had other affairs to attend to, leaving early and returning late these days.
Today, only Yan Weiyang was at home; she had no announcements for now and was sitting on the sofa, peeling an apple while watching TV.
Suddenly, she saw Yan Fei walk in, covered in frost.
From the moment he stepped in, his gaze was firmly locked on her.
This made Yan Weiyang a bit flustered.
Yan Fei's gaze, like sharp blades, seemed to want to cut her skin inch by inch.
The servants in the living room were also a bit scared seeing Yan Fei like this.
Yan Fei had always been gentle and polite, easy to get along with, never putting on airs at home.
This was the first time they saw such a terrifying expression on his face.
"Out."
