Jian Xi suddenly stopped in her tracks, turned her head, and stared hard at Yu Ling, "What do you mean?"
"You're not suitable for the Nan family. Women from the Jian family, none of them are suitable for the Nan family." Yu Ling's expression was solemn, "Leave him!"
"What kind of path is my mother's old path?" Jian Xi walked over, staring into Yu Ling's eyes.
Her eyes, so clearly black and white, were pure.
Yu Ling blinked, what did she see in Jian Xi's eyes? Dominance, coldness, ruthlessness... no, no, how could such a temperament exist in Jian Xi?
"What kind of path!" Jian Xi asked again, her heart was churning with dark waves, making her chest heave violently.
Overwhelming dominance oozed from her every pore.
At this moment, she was not a typical eighteen-year-old high school student at all! Not gentle, obedient, or cute... only terrifying!
Even Yu Ling, a master herself, felt a trace of fear.