A look of agitation grew in Peng Huaxuan’s eyes. He had been beaten by Zhao Yi today entirely because he was in the wrong. He dared not escalate the situation, so he had no choice but to swallow his pride. If Zhao Yi had attacked him for no reason, he certainly wouldn't have backed down.
As Peng Huayu had said, the Guo family could not be touched, but Niying could. Even if she was Zhao Yi’s woman, what of it? She was merely a dance performer—no status, no standing. Even if Zhao Yi knew he was behind it, there was no proof; he wouldn't stir up trouble with him for the sake of a mere dancer. And if, in the worst-case scenario, Zhao Yi insisted on making trouble, then he would be the one in the wrong. If it truly came to a fight then, he wouldn't be a sitting duck like he was today!
"Good!" Peng Huaxuan raised his hand and, regardless of whether Peng Huayu liked it or not, patted his cheek like he was praising a subordinate. "That’s a great idea."
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