Ma Zhen Nan, sitting next to Yang Fan, was sweating bullets, incessantly shaking his head. He initially thought Yang Fan would use intelligence to handle the situation, or at least be somewhat restrained, paying attention to his choice of words and behavior—who would have expected this guy to opt for the simplest and most brutal strategy.
This is the Li Family after all, where even he, Ma Zhen Nan, wouldn't dare to act recklessly, let alone on their son's wedding day—he would never dare to make an excessive move.
Yet Yang Fan had the audacity to utter such words, completely cornering himself. He was still too young, too impulsive.
Having made such a statement in front of so many people, if the Li Family didn't teach Yang Fan a lesson, where would they put their face? He was forcing the Li Family to take action.
Oh, Yang Fan, Ma Zhen Nan, tapping on the table with his hand, truly didn't know what to do.
Wasn't he very calm before? How did he become like this today?
