Xiao Yan’s fingertips seemed to lift Jiang Yu’s chin with the lightest of touches, yet she felt an invisible force pin her in place, rendering her unable to move.
She furrowed her brows, her eyes betraying not a hint of panic, but rather a flicker of annoyance. "What is the meaning of this, Heir Xiao?"
Xiao Yan’s demeanor was entirely different from his usual self; his cold, clear eyes were clouded with a dark, brooding intensity. He stared directly into Jiang Yu’s eyes, watching her as if she were a mere ant—something that could be crushed with the slightest pinch.
Chapter 47