Nan Wan frowned tightly, her face full of indifference, "Nan Huaiyu, are you out of your mind?"
Does he know what time it is now?
The man's dark, narrow eyes stared at her, his thin lips curled into a roguish smile, his voice hoarse, "You've already brought someone home, so does that mean the only thing left is to roll into bed?"
The tone was very low, but he uttered each word very slowly, allowing her to hear them clearly.
"What right do you have to question me," the scorn between Nan Wan's light brows and eyes was undisguised, "do you really think you're my brother?"
He saw it, so what? There was no need for an explanation, he could think whatever he wanted.
Nan Huaiyu reached out, grabbed her arm, and directly dragged her from the hallway to the outside, pinning her against the wall.
One hand clamped her chin, his voice was chilly, without a trace of warmth, "Wanwan, have I been too lenient with you these past six months...making you forget what I'm capable of, huh?"
