"Mr. Xiao, you need to explain the matter of giving me a love token!" Su Sirui was unwilling to merely watch Ye Ranran leave with Xiao Sichen, and directly blocked their path, her eyes fiercely glaring at Xiao Sichen.
"That woman next to you is Ye Ranran, she's my cousin. She had a bunch of kids with some wild man, will you also follow her?"
Suddenly, Xiao Sichen stopped in his tracks, his piercing gaze falling onto Su Sirui.
In an instant, the autumn wind harshly blew, the atmosphere melancholic.
In the large hall with over a hundred people, silence was absolute.
Su Sirui, upon being looked at with that gaze, shivered uncontrollably.
The people around her also seemed to be affected by his stern and deadly air, stepping back, many clutching their chests, scarcely daring to breathe.
Xiao Sichen handed his young daughter to Ye Ranran and adjusted his tie.
His exquisite facial features were covered with a layer of frost, and his eyes were even colder and stern.