Call Me Mr. Fang

The man's cold, indifferent eyes suddenly turned murderous. In a gentle voice, Fang Zhihan asked, "Sister?"

He opened the door and took a step forward. His powerful presence made Gu Shuling step back subconsciously.

"Who's your sister? This isn't a greeting that can be used by you! She has nothing to do with you!"

The dangerous warning made Gu Shuling's face pale. With a flustered expression, she said, "I..."

She endured the panic in her heart and smiled slightly, "Brother Han, I really treat her as a sister in my heart. Matters related to the adults shouldn't affect the younger generation."

"Please call me, Mr. Fang," Fang Zhihan corrected in a low and murderous tone.

He was colder to her than when talking to a stranger.