When Han Zixin looked at An Xiulan he was rendered speechless. He knew that she was a pretty girl but to this extent…
He had this dire urge to hide her from the world and whoever dared to look at her with malice in their eyes, he would poke their eyes out.
"Ouch," Han Zixin winced when someone poked a finger into his eyes. He was rubbing his eyes which were burning like hell. "Who the hell wants to die?"
"You look at my sister with those googly eyes of yours and I will poke them out, " Lu Xuan threatened as he looked at Han Zixin with an attitude.
"Motherf*cker!" Han Zixin cursed. "Weren't you the same person who said he didn't want a sister like her? She didn't give a shit about you. So, scram!"
"You cheap loafer, " Lu Xuan said in a languid voice. "We share the same womb. We can fight with words and knives. What does this have to do with you? At the end of the day, she will be my sister and you will be an outsider."
