"What?" Han Chengbei was taken aback.
But Nanyin, who was standing beside him, understood and promptly nodded, "Sir, I'll get right on it."
Lawson Perry nodded, not stopping him.
Han Chengbei slapped his forehead, "Wait, Lawson, you mean, we spin the public opinion, saying this was all part of Ye Shiting's plan? Genius! I can finally breathe a sigh of relief. But wait... if we push the blame on Ye Shiting, won't my baby be affected too?"
After all, his beacon of hope was the brave girl who had saved Ye Shiting from a blazing fire.
Immediately, Han Chengbei became stern, "Lawson, I don't care how you spin it, but you can't harm Ye Xingguang!"
"You seem to be particularly concerned about her?"
Of course! Han Chengbei said pretentiously, "She's my god! She's my beacon of hope! Without her, I wouldn't be who I am today. Whoever dares to harm her is my enemy."