He said impatiently, coldly, "If you don't open the door right now, I'll kick it down!"
The door finally opened, and Mo Yan appeared at the doorway.
Her complexion wasn't good, somewhat haggard, with swollen and red eyes, clearly having cried for a long time.
Gu Yixuan looked at her coldly and said indifferently, "It was Ming Xue who caused your miscarriage, don't blame everything on Mo Ran. She's been good enough to you, don't be ungrateful!"
A glimmer flashed in Mo Yan's eyes as she looked up at him, her tone equally cold, "This is a matter between sisters, what does it have to do with you?"
Gu Yixuan laughed, but it was a chilling, bloodthirsty laugh, "I really don't want to meddle in your affairs, but Mo Ran is now my woman, and everything concerning her is my business."
"And how exactly do you intend to 'take care' of it?" she retorted.
"Apologize to her, say you've never blamed her, and never mention the miscarriage in front of her again," he commanded dominantly.
