"It's so late—what business do you have with my wife?" Gu Beicheng looked at Feng Yan, his gaze anything but friendly.
Feng Yan finally figured out where this guy's hostility over this period was coming from, so there was no need to ask more; the whole Xia Chuxue matter had been his doing.
"Nian Nian and I will be getting engaged soon. From now on, I'll be the one protecting her." Feng Yan stretched out his long arm and took Xia Yinian's hand.
Gu Beicheng refused to fall behind; Xia Yinian's other hand landed in his palm almost at the same time.
"Let go." Gu Beicheng's warning aura instantly blanketed the surroundings.
"And what if I say no?" Feng Yan raised his brows, not giving an inch.
Xia Yinian glanced at the two of them, then tightened her grip on their hands and dragged these two abnormally tall guys into the room.
Once she let go of them, she immediately turned around and closed the door.
