Xia Anlan looked at her. His eyes were dark and deep. On the surface, he seemed to have regained his calmness, but there was a hatred that could swallow some of it.
" Xia rushuang, No... I should call you Huang Ying, " he said. " That's the name you used in the orphanage. It's your real name. You don't deserve the name Xia rushuang. You've stolen it from Xiao' AI for the past twenty years. Now, it's time for you to pay her back. I’ll make sure to pay you back a hundred times over, no matter how much you owe her. "
Xia Anlan's voice was very calm, excessively so.
How could Xia rushuang not know that when Xia Anlan revealed such a calm expression after his extreme anger, it meant that he had made up his mind to do something that no one could possibly stop.
