"But you're his son! Even the deadliest of tigers refuse to eat their own children… Plus, this isn't a big deal, you're still in Moscow, right? Your father still loves you the most, just go home and apologize… stop being nonsensical with me," Lu Yan said calmly.
"Apologize? Are you kidding? What did I do wrong? Come on, let's go to Mauritius. I heard the weather there is amazing, and there's a lot of wildlife." Before Lu Yan could respond, Qiao Fei pulled her up and steered her towards the international departures gate.
"Qiao Fei, we're not going on vacation, we're running away for our lives, do you get that? I have a lot of enemies… we might be slaughtered the minute we get off the plane," Lu Yan said with a serious expression on her face.
"I get that."
"So you're not afraid of dying?" Lu Yan tried to calm herself down as she reconfirmed Qiao Fei's feelings for her.