“What I didn’t expect was… that he would actually fall in love with you.” Yan Ce said clearly, word by word, “No matter how much he tries to hide this, Mother will eventually find out.”

In terms of seniority, Feng Guang should call He Ling "aunt," but she had no intention of doing so. She said directly, "So now that old witch has captured Yan Fei?"

The words "old witch" made Yan Ce's eyebrows twitch. "Xia Fengguang, watch your words."

"She deliberately raised a man as a woman, what else could she be but an old witch?" Feng Guang said loudly, showing no fear of Yan Ce's anger. She then asked, "Why are you so agitated? Do you like that old witch?"

"Xia Fengguang!" Yan Ce slammed his hand on the table and stood up, completely losing the composure he usually maintained.

"What, do you want to see who can slam their fist on the table?" Feng Guang angrily slammed his fist on the table, and with a "crack," the fine desk shattered.

There were still sawdust flying in the air.

Yan Ce suddenly remembered that the girl in front of him could easily break someone's bones, but he was not intimidated. Instead, he said sarcastically, "I really don't understand how he could fall for a violent maniac."

In Yan Ce's impression, Yan Fei was a perfectionist, and it was truly inconceivable that he would like to enjoy the limelight.

But ironically, this unbelievable thing happened to Yan Fei.

Feng Guang retorted sarcastically, "I knew I had no idea why I had feelings for you in the first place. It was all because you were impersonating Yan Fei."

Since the day Yan Ce and Yan Fei swapped names, their former names are just that—the past. It's better to call them by their current names.

Feng Guang said that she would fall in love with Yan Fei at first sight, so how could she have developed feelings for Yan Ce in the first place? She once said that Yan Ce made her feel comfortable and familiar, but that was only because Yan Ce was pretending to be Yan Fei.

But in the end, a fake is a fake. The moment you see the real thing, the fake thing will turn into an insignificant cloud.

Yan Ce had no objection to Feng Guang's words. In fact, he had never liked to pretend to be someone else. He was only willing to do it because of He Ling, because only in this way would He Ling show him more smiles.

If He Ling had a strange obsession with Wang Ci, then Yan Ce also had a strange obsession with He Ling.

Feng Guang looked at the silent Yan Ce and said impatiently, "You just want to use me to threaten my parents, right? Okay, I know, I'm mentally prepared. Can you take me to see Yan Fei now?"

"You were willing to step into a trap even knowing it was for Yan Fei. Don't you think about your parents?" Yan Ce's words were extremely sarcastic. Xia Fengguang's parents had been so good to her, but in the end, she was nothing more than a fool who would sacrifice everything for love.

Feng Guang remained expressionless. "To be honest, you guys can't beat me."

With this accessory on my person, I feel fearless.

Yan Ce fell into an odd silence. Feng Guang's words were true, and he didn't know how to respond. After all, he was well aware of Feng Guang's fighting prowess.

Then he thought of a very important question: why did he suffer minor external injuries or even internal injuries every time Feng Guang touched him, while Yan Fei was completely unharmed when Feng Guang and Yan Fei hugged and cuddled?