Di Jingxuan gently sipped, enjoying his tea, before slowly placing the cup back onto the table. He had a stern, gentle temperament and it was obvious that he was a successful man.
"I didn't think that I would have to explain my actions to you."
Di Jingxuan spoke in a monotonous tone. He had a beautiful voice, but what he said made Yan Meiqi jump.
She quickly got up from her chair and explained, "Uncle, please do not misunderstand me. I didn't mean it that way."
Yan Meiqi looked at Di Jingxuan and noticed that he was looking at her as well.
The warm, friendly look that he had earlier was now replaced by a fierce, deep, powerful look that felt like a black hole. She felt as if she was about to fall into 'deep' shit.
Yan Meiqi quickly turned towards Xie Qingyan, hoping to get her aid.
