Huo Yunjiao, unable to bear it any longer, held Qin Ruan in his arms, turned around and broke the face-to-face gaze between the siblings.
His mouth tightly pursed, his eyes dark and gloomy, his aura sharp and oppressive from every direction, gave a sense of oppression; yet his voice was gentle and polite, carrying a hint of warning, "Xia Yunchen, this is a matter between my wife and me, please show some respect."
Xia Yunchen, with a face full of anger, snorted derisively through his nostrils, about to lash out at Huo Yunjiao but, seeing the anger at the bottom of the other party's eyes, ended up obediently shutting up.
He knew that it was important to prioritize the bigger picture, and that Ruanruan couldn't withstand any more turmoil right now.
Knowing it was one thing, but the inability to vent the rage simmering in his heart made him feel suffocated.
At an angle Qin Ruan couldn't see, Xia Yunchen defiantly raised his middle finger to the posturing Huo Yunjiao.
