An Jing felt a strong disgust as Pan Shuangquan stared at her intently, but before she could say anything, Xiao Changyi stepped in front of her with an imposing presence, commanding respect without showing anger. Pan Shuangquan was immediately frightened, taking two steps back, no longer daring to gaze at An Jing as he had done before.
Seeing her husband gazing intently at An Jing, Lin Luye was both angry and jealous. It seemed there was nothing she had that could compare with An Jing now!
However, Lin Luye still put on an act as if she were very knowledgeable about etiquette, smiling as she greeted An Jing, "Cousin."
"And you are?" An Jing asked, feigning ignorance.
The smile on Lin Luye's face immediately stiffened before she smiled again and said, "I'm Luye, Lin Luye, the youngest daughter of your Uncle Lin Wuqiang, how is it that I've been married for less than three years and you can't recognize me anymore?"
