Zhou Qinya glared at Yun Hao, her face slightly distorted, "Yun Hao, what were you just doing? What did my brother do to make you want to strangle him?"
Facing Zhou Qinya's questioning, Yun Hao was conflicted.
If it hadn't been for Zhou Qinya initially, he might have truly been dead.
Yet at the same time, he thought that because of her, his wife had become involved in this matter.
"Your brother took away my beloved," Yun Hao said very seriously.
Zhou Jiahao didn't want Yaya to know about this.
No one had ever dared to grab him by the throat like that.
Yun Hao was the first, and would be the last.
"Aunt Liu, bring the young lady inside." Even now, Zhou Jiahao still didn't want to drag Yaya into this.
Aunt Liu, supporting Zhou Qinya, said, "Miss, it's cold outside, let's go in first."
No matter what the young master did, it was always for the sake of the young lady.
How could Zhou Qinya possibly leave?