"What are you doing?"
Anqing looked at Su Yan with such a wary expression in his eyes.
Su Yan glared at him fiercely, "Give Ruanruan back to me."
"Heh, is the little guy only yours?"
Su Yan, with a cold and exquisite face, faced Anqing whose expression was equally cold. Anqing's sword-like eyebrows slightly raised, making him look arrogant and unrestrained.
The tense atmosphere made the people around them sneak glances their way, and Su Yan's two assistants wore pained expressions on their faces.
It felt like they were about to start fighting again, and the assistants knew they couldn't stop them.
Ruanruan looked from one to the other and then directly climbed down from Anqing's arms, grabbing one hand with a chubby little hand and looking up with her small head.
"This way it's fine, Daddies don't need to fight anymore, both can hold Ruanruan's hand."
Su Yan looked at Ruanruan with a wronged expression.