"So, it's quite normal for him to be so furious about this and strict with you. I guess he's afraid you'll end up like his mother, encountering enemies or people who covet him." Jiayi picked up his cup, took a sip.
Liang Anya's eyelashes fluttered, a flash of thought involuntarily across her mind.
Could Fei Han be his enemy?
This was something she'd never considered before.
It shouldn't be possible.
That dashing, extraordinarily graceful Western gentleman looked just like a wealthy, idle local tycoon, could he be Si Yuheng's enemy?
If he were an enemy, wouldn't he have made a move on me the first time we met?
Why make friends with me and help me so earnestly?
No, it shouldn't be, right…
