widened in disbelief. Finally, he thought of something and his face contorted into a wry smile."Just leave this alone. Let the young mistress explain things to her grandfather herself tonight..." Aft...an Zhiwei's mouth."Slap"The next moment, a crisp sound rang out. Fan Zhiwei was slapped by Ye Fan and flew out. His body, like a kite with a broken string, drew a beautiful arc in the air before crash...