"Who, who, who are you! Who the hell are you!" Unable to endure the sinister and eerie atmosphere in the study, Xiao Shulan swallowed hard, retreating backward while speaking with bravado masking her fear.
Qin Han stood still, looking down expressionlessly at the malicious woman covered in bruises on the ground.
After a long while, he began to speak leisurely.
"Second Aunt, did I not caution you a few days ago not to trouble An Yiqing? Are you getting forgetful with age?"
Qin Han lifted his arm and nonchalantly rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, then took a few steps forward.
Before Xiao Shulan could open her mouth to speak, he abruptly bent down and grabbed her hair, pressing her head down and forcefully slamming it against the ground several times!
"Thud—thud—thud—!"
The dull and loud collision of her head with the ground created a significant gash on Xiao Shulan's forehead amidst the repeated impact.
