Jian Sirun raised his eyes to gaze intently at Jian Xi, who quickly struggled free.
"Fourth Brother..." she pleaded.
Jian Sirun's tone was unfriendly. "Sooner or later, you'll end up in his hands!"
"I couldn't ask for more," Si Yuhuan boasted shamelessly, making Jian Sirun dislike him even more.
Jian Xi's shoulders slumped as she seemed to deflate. She had hoped for a strong alliance; who would have thought her family's prejudice against Si Yuhuan would be so strong...
She pushed Si Yuhuan away and walked towards Jian Sirun. "I'll listen to whatever Fourth Brother says."
Si Yuhuan's expression instantly turned cold. "Jian Xi, think this through! Do you really want my help with this or not?"
He hadn't expected her to actually give up on him.
