Qiao Yaoran smiled, "Feng, I'm really glad you thought of this. It's enough just hearing you say that."
Ouyang Feng still looked guilty, "But my dad, he..."
"It's okay." Qiao Yaoran placed his hand on Feng's shoulder, "He'll figure it out sooner or later. Maybe this time Auntie's injury is not entirely a bad thing, don't you think?"
Ouyang Feng wasn't sure what to say. Normally, his parents had a great relationship, but ever since Grandpa passed away, the family seemed to have changed.
Of course, the one who changed the most was Ouyang Kun. He had been brainwashed by the supreme identity.
"Brother, thank you." Ouyang Feng said sincerely.
"Alright, go check on Auntie. I have some things to deal with outside. I'll be back in six hours."
"You're not going to sleep?"
"Not now, I'll sleep when I have time."
After saying this, Qiao Yaoran got into the car and left.
