"Quan Jingwu, don't go too far. I am still your elder, and this is the Chu Family's home. It's not your place to act recklessly," he angrily glared at Quan Jingwu and Jian Qing while sternly reprimanding them.
Quan Jingwu ignored him, looking up at Chu Yihen. "Chu Yihen, tell Chu Ruohan to come out. Do not make me repeat myself a third time."
How dare she send someone to assassinate his wife, pretending as if he doesn't exist?
Chu Yihen calmly looked at Jian Qing, his eyes glinting mysteriously.
After a while, he called out to a servant standing nearby, "Ask Miss to come down."
"Yes."
The servant nodded respectfully and hurried upstairs.
"Jian Qing, can we talk privately?" Chu Yihen asked, a hint of hope in his eyes.
Upon hearing this, Jingwu wasn't pleased at all.
His deep eyes suddenly filled with frost as he glared at Chu Yihen and wrapped his arm around Jian Qing's waist, unabashedly marking his territory.
