A Big Trade

Yun Xi looked coldly at Han Yaotian's expression that slowly turned sour, and she playfully grinned before letting out a sigh.

"Looks like the one inside is your father's favorite son, huh? Why would your father protect him so much if he wasn't important?"

"Shut the hell up!" Han Yaotian roared as he raised his head to stare at the man behind the glass. His voice was starting to turn hoarse as he almost lost control of his emotions.

"Now that you know you have a brother, you should start worrying about yourself," Yun Xi said. "You know, I'm not the type of person who likes to live under another person's shadow. I'll always take what's mine, even if it means that I have to resort to despicable means. Unless I have a firm grip on what's mine, I won't feel like I own it."

Han Yaotian looked into Yun Xi's clear and determined eyes with a shocked expression. He felt as if he was being hit by a truck and it took him a few seconds to recover.