C257 Chapter 257

But things were nowhere near as simple as Yan Yan had imagined.

As a father, he might let something like this slide. But as the head of the household, he couldn’t allow it to exist—not when even the butler could tell something was off. If the butler had doubts, how could the man in charge not know?

Someone appeared behind Yan’s father out of nowhere, head lowered. If you didn’t look closely