"Don't worry. It wasn't targeted at you." The languid smile on Ao Chenyi's face didn't last long as his thin lips curved into a cold sneer. Both his nephews had given him trouble, refusing to let him marry Yan'er in peace. Fortunately, a single stumbling block in the form of Ya Moqin was enough to deepen the conflict between the two.

Of course, he wouldn't let Yan'er know about this. He felt a fire rising up in him just at the thought that those two daring to secretly covet her. ...