Miss Su Miaoyan was called out and rebuked, directly jumping in front of Su Qinghe with her hands on her hips, angrily retorting.
How dare they insult her dear Brother Xiao Yu!
He was so handsome, smelled so nice, and was such a gentleman. Yet they dared call him foul!
It infuriated her!
A smile spilled into Xiao Yu's eyes.
Behind him, Xiao Si chuckled, "Miss Miaoyan, you really protect the young master. You even dare to argue with the clan elder for his sake!"
Xiao Yu gently swayed his folding fan, seemingly still smiling, but his gaze was cold and indifferent, "Go check on this clan elder and see how much he must pay for pointing at Miaomiao and scolding her in anger."
"Yes!" Xiao Si bowed and went off.
One could only mourn for the poor old man.
Before insulting someone, they should have cleaned their eyes and used their brain.
