Although Su Fan did not want to take Wei Xiao Mo as a concubine, he knew full well that he probably did not have the final say in this matter.
Wei Xiao Mo had entered Su Family with the Wei Family Ancestor, making her intentions crystal clear. She had obviously made up her mind to cling to him.
If it had been anyone else daring to scheme against him, Su Fan, they would have long since been left with their bodies and heads in different places, their souls utterly destroyed.
But he owed Wei Xiao Mo a heavy debt of gratitude, and that debt had become shackles restraining his vicious nature.
Su Fan had always been brutal and ferocious, acting without the slightest restraint, yet he still upheld a certain principle in his heart.
That was to repay every slight and distinguish clearly between gratitude and grudges.
What he owed, he would eventually have to repay.
Seeing his face grow solemn as if covered by a layer of frost, and the pressure around him sink to a frightening level, Senior Sister immediately put away her smile and obediently settled down.
She knew Su Fan too well. Guessing that this matter was probably not simple, she quietly edged closer, her tone carrying a hint of probing.
"Su Fan... what exactly is wrong?" Her voice was gentle and slow, as if cautiously touching his taut nerves.
Hearing Senior Sister's concerned question, Su Fan tugged at the corner of his mouth and let out a bitter smile.
Everyone in this room was family he trusted most. Luo Guyin, Gu Qinghuan, and Li Miaoxue were all people whose hearts were connected with his.
Thus, he suppressed the turmoil in his heart and told them the entire entanglement with Wei Xiao Mo, from beginning to