She loved her brother

Yan qingsi curled her lips in a contemptuous smile. With a wave of her sleeve, she turned to leave. She had come here today to stir up trouble. She wanted Helan xiuse to be half-dead from anger.

"Stop right there! Explain yourself!" A loud shout came from behind.

Helan xiuse reached out to grab Yan qingsi's hair, but this time, she was prepared. The moment Helan xiuse grabbed her hair, before it hurt, she did not even turn around. She used the back of her hand to slap her face.

"Enough, Helan xiuse," Yan qingsi said coldly."You've crossed my line time and time again. Don't think that just because you've helped me once, I'll tolerate you forever. If you dare to move again, I'll make sure you'll never be able to raise your hand again."