He hurriedly scooped her into his arms, his brow deeply furrowed.
Cold and sharp eyes lifted to scan the entire living room, taking in Gu Zhendong and Chen Peifang, as well as Gu Shijie.
Seeing strangers arriving, even barging in, Chen Peifang couldn't help but assume the posture of the lady of the house from her position on the staircase.
"Who are you? How did you get in?"
Qin Sijue's chilly gaze swept over them, and as it made contact with his intimidating eyes, Chen Peifang subconsciously felt oppressed, her speech instantly ceasing as her eyes flickered uncertainly.
Who exactly was this man who gave her the impression of an emperor making his entrance?
Or was it just her imagination?
Seeing his daughter being held by a strange man left Gu Zhendong somewhat bewildered for a moment, and he asked, "Who are you?"
Qin Sijue glanced at him but didn't speak; instead, he turned with Gu Qiangwei in his arms and headed for the main entrance.
