Lin Ginxian's red eyes turned to Bei Sangyun. "You! You ungrateful brat!"
He let go of Butler Xin and reached out for Bei Sangyun's neck. But Butler Xin immediately caught his hands. "Please calm down, master."
"You let me go! How dare a lowly butler like you deceive me! I accepted a lowlife like you into the family, and this is how you repay me. I just invited a bunch of wolves into my house."
Lin Ginxian was so angry that he hurled curses at Butler Xin.
After the last fight with Bei Sangyun, Lin Ginxian understood that scolding and getting mad at her was just like shooting himself in the foot. No matter how much he vented his anger, the other party remained unaffected and still—like a wall. He would only hurt his own hand if he punched. Even his father, who scolded Bei Sangyun, got ill instead of intimidating her.
It was easier to vent his anger on Butler Xin.
Bei Sangyun scratched her ears.
It was so noisy.
