C166 Sword-drawn anxiety

When Jian Fan and Pan Wenfang came out of their room, they saw the two of them fighting each other. Yan Qirui's expression was cold and stern as usual. Yan Shaotian, on the other hand, wasn't as carefree as he used to be. The corners of his mouth curled into a wry smile as he looked at his father with eyes brimming with disappointment