Yanyan, the resident "little shit-stirrer," had no idea he'd just sold out both himself and his father.
That matter was absolutely not meant for children. It was supposed to be kept secret from Yanyan—so how did he even know about it?
Rong Suyin asked exactly that.
"Huh? From you, Dada and Grandpa…" Yanyan blinked innocently, his grape-like eyes shining with sincerity.
At those words, both Rong Suyin and Bai Weisheng stiffened. Their faces cycled through nervousness, shame, and utter confusion like a broken lantern.
And then Yanyan continued.
"When you picked me up from school, Grandpa was talking on the phone. I didn't know what he was talking about 'cause he kept saying, 'Oh… okay… I see.'
But then he came to you, Dada, and he said Papa made a big mess and taught the bad man a lesson.
And you said, 'Serves him right!'
'Cause that bad man stabbed Daddy in the Taiyuan Ice Dungeon, and he tried to kidnap me, and he put a bomb in Rong Shan Villa!"
