Last night, Yan Feifan had examined a celebrity and didn't get back to Zuimo Court until nearly one in the morning.
Even so, he still woke up promptly at six this morning.
Yan Feifan yawned as he walked out of his bedroom, only to be surprised by the sight of his sister, his uncle, Yu Suye, and Tian Yu all sitting on the living room sofa.
"Why are you all up so early?"
"You all look like you're ganging up behind my back to hold a secret meeting or something."
Yan Ziruo beckoned him over. "Feifan, come sit. Something's happened."
"What is it?"
Yan Feifan walked over to the sofa and sat in the spot they had made for him between his sister and Yu Suye. He joked, "Sis, don't tell me you've finally discovered we're not actually related."
"Stop talking nonsense!"
Yan Ziruo casually patted her brother's shoulder, her expression serious. "Feifan, someone's deliberately trying to cause trouble for you. They've leaked your income."
