Xia Zhaoyun nodded firmly. "They definitely will. Just the fact that I've taken over the house Tong Yuxiang schemed to get is enough to make a lot of people gather for the drama. Not to mention Director Huo and Director Tong, plus all your half-siblings, have been using your status as a martyr's family to gain who knows how many benefits, both openly and secretly."
"For you to now stand before them, alive and well, and force them to spit out everything they've swallowed... that's truly ruthless!"
Huo Tianhao couldn't help but laugh. After moving a little closer and hiding his own cautiousness, he made a very sincere invitation:
"So, Xiaxia, are you willing to put on a show with me?"
"For your payment, how about the house you're currently living in at the factory, and my protection for the rest of your life?"
Xia Zhaoyun's head snapped up. She looked at him, her lips pressed tightly together. "Brother Hao, a lifetime is a long time. Can you make such a promise so easily?"
