e." Seeing him let go of the knife, Aunt Lan's heart was pounding. "Well then, young sir, I... I'll be going now"The Fei Long remained silent, his gaze seeming to darken even further.Let me know if y...""It's not necessarily so. Let's ask Yanyan tomorrow." Song Qiao Ying's heart was also a bit complicated, after all, on one hand was her own biological daughter who she had doted on for eighteen years...