Chu Xi almost couldn't maintain the composure she had just mustered. She raised her neck, expressionlessly confronting the man in front of her.
Qin Jun's gaze was incredibly cold, sharp as ice, cutting coldly through the air. She didn't know how long it lasted, but to her, it felt like a century. The sharp gaze that had landed on her face finally withdrew. The man who had just turned grim, as if about to strangle her, chuckled lightly, patting her face like teasing a small animal, and softly said, "My dear sister, you wouldn't think that bringing up Auntie Jiang would threaten me, would you?"
Chu Xi felt as if she was being strangled by a giant python, struggling to look at him, "Isn't that so? If you weren't concerned about Mrs. Jiang's feelings, you would have already kicked me out of Chu Garden."
"Tsk." He laughed out loud, raising his eyebrows, "You're quite self-aware."
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