Seeing Luo Ziling deliberately so calm, Wang Feiyang was naturally very angry, but she still sat gracefully, quietly watching Luo Ziling.
After a moment, she spoke again, "Ziling, Lin Zhengdong wants to harm you, I imagine you won't just let it go, right?"
"That's my business!" Luo Ziling wagged his finger, "What you just wanted to tell me was about the struggle between your father and Lin Zeping. Although I'm not very interested in it, since you mentioned it, I'll reluctantly listen to what you have to say."
"All right, since you're interested, let me tell you!" Wang Feiyang breathed a sigh of relief, "I believe you know something about it? Actually, they have conflicts, and there's always been a struggle, which is a public secret known to many."
Luo Ziling didn't interrupt, continuing to drink tea.
