"Yes." Xin said flatly, "I know you don't trust me. No matter if I'm by your side or Lady Mu's side, you feel uneasy."
"Then why do you think I would feel at ease with you by my mother's side?" Yan Sijue sneered slightly.
Anger flickered across Xin's face: "Yan Sijue, don't forget! She's been under my care for the past ten years! To me, she is first my Aunt Lan, then your mother! What right do you have to question me? The one more qualified to be responsible for her is probably me, not you!"
Yan Sijue looked at her coldly, saying nothing.
