Something seemed to gather in Qiao Yu's black eyes and he turned to the direction of the voice with a gaze as cold as a blade.
That look made Jiang Peiyun lower her head immediately.
Qiao Zhiming was mad about Qiao Yu ignoring him only just then, but his face turned livid when he heard Jiang Peiyun's words. Obviously, it wasn't something one was supposed to say on the first day of a new year.
"I didn't hear my second aunt clearly. Can you repeat that?" Looking at Jiang Peiyun, Qiao Yu suddenly said.
Jiang Peiyun shrunk her neck involuntarily when she met Qiao Yu's cold gaze. By then, she had undoubtedly realized that she had said the wrong thing. She could think however she wanted, but saying it aloud would probably offend someone.
Recalling what her family had gone through in the past few years, Jiang Peiyun was disgruntled.
