By the time lunch was finished and Wang Chengli had driven him back to the mansion, Guiying's anger had cooled to something more manageable.
Not gone.
Just filed away in the particular compartment he reserved for things he intended to revisit at a more convenient time.
He sat in the back of the car and looked out the window.
He wondered how the Xue household was doing.
By now they would have noticed his phone was unreachable. His father would have tried the direct line, then the family group chat, then sent his half brothers to check his room. His stepmother would have escalated quickly, she always did when things did not go according to her plan.
And Shen Zihao would have come and gone by now, leaving whatever damage his presence always left behind.
He hoped they were having a terrible day.
He was fairly certain they were.
The Xue family study had not seen this much chaos since the last time a business deal had collapsed entirely.
