"Jin Nian is mine now. How can you casually hit my wife?" Lu An remained composed, a faint smile playing on his features. If one didn't know better, they might have thought he was negotiating with someone.
This statement was like adding fuel to the fire.
Beside him, Jin Nian barely dared to take a deep breath. She quickly reached out and tugged at Lu An's sleeve, urgently signaling him with her eyes, "Don't make things more complicated!"
Teacher Tan, who had been ignoring Lu An's presence until now, couldn't contain herself any longer. She shot up from the sofa, exclaiming with indignation. "Lu An, regardless of anything, Jin Nian is the daughter I raised from birth. When did she become yours? Do you have any shame?"
