Lu Jinyang pressed on the throbbing vein on his forehead, feeling for the first time that speaking was such a tricky task.
After Lu Zhiyuan and Ye Han showed no intention of speaking, Lu Jinyang slowly opened his mouth: "It's true that I was shot, someone wants to kill me."
"What did you say?!"
"Who wants to kill you?"
The two elders were shocked by Lu Jinyang's words and asked him simultaneously.
"I don't know. The fake death was a strategy devised by Axing and me, but we can't be sure of its effectiveness yet."
Ye Han suddenly thought of a question, "Does Qingqing know about you being alright?"
Lu Jinyang was about to say she knew, but feared Ye Han would have some views on Xiao Qing, so he shook his head, "Only us brothers know."
Upon hearing that, Ye Han instantly bristled.
"I say you're a brainless son; you're actually keeping such a matter from your wife? Do you know she's pregnant? What if she can't handle it mentally and it affects the baby?"
