"Murong, look carefully. She is now a member of my Tang family, and she is my younger sister." Tang Ling glared at him with slight dissatisfaction. How could Tang Ling's younger sister be snatched away by someone else?
Could he marry her? Snatch her away? There was no room for discussion.
"Doesn't your younger sister need a man?" Situ Murong glanced at Tang Ling, the corners of his brows slightly raised. These words were spoken lightly, and as he spoke, he forcefully pulled the woman beside him into his embrace.
His eyes drooped slightly as he looked at the woman in his embrace. There was a faint hint of anger in the depths of his eyes. This woman had been staring at Ye Lanchen from the moment she came over. She did not even blink her eyes. What did she mean?
Was Ye Lanchen any better looking than him?
Situ Murong's eyes darkened. Then, he quickly lowered his head and kissed her.
