Lin Anqiao’s voice was low, her expression quite indifferent. "Who she is has nothing to do with you."
She tried to shake off his hand, but the man suddenly gripped it even tighter, his eyes full of icy intensity. A wave of irritation surged in his chest, nearly drowning him, and his grip on her wrist tightened further.
"I heard her call you 'Young Aunt'."
Chapter 34