Lift Your Filthy Hand, You're Tainting The Car

Since Yun Jian's appearance to what Yun Jian said coming to his defense, Ge Xuan felt his heart give a wild thump. It was different from romantic or platonic feelings—it was the feeling of a family having his back.

He was not shy to admit it either that he felt a tear or two brimming his eyes. It felt like a warm breeze sweep past his heart and Ge Xuan had never felt anything similar. He could not help the reddening of the rims of his eyes.

Even his birth mother had never defended him like this yet Yun Jian, a younger sister who was not related to him by blood, had stepped up to protect him. Momentarily consumed by his emotions, Ge Xuan was not aware that Yun Jian also said "my Falcon Hall".

Similarly, due to Yun Jian's young age, the man with a flat-top haircut and his lackeys did not pay attention to the same words from her.