Xu Jiayan didn't give the other person much time to inquire about his relationship with Jiang Yuan and said emotionlessly, "I'm sorry, I think you heard what I just said clearly. There's no need to repeat it." After saying that, he took Jiang Yuan with him and walked away.
With his long legs, Xu Jiayan took big strides, and Jiang Yuan struggled to keep up while being pulled along, "Brother Yan, slow down, I can't keep up."
Xu Jiayan abruptly stopped, and Jiang Yuan, unable to react in time, bumped straight into him.
"Ow, that hurts!"
Clutching her bruised nose, the girl looked up with tearful eyes and said, "Why didn't Brother Yan say anything before stopping?" Her voice carried a complaint, soft and delicate.
Xu Jiayan turned around to face her, his eyes dark and cold, his features seemingly edged with a thin layer of anger.
"Brother? When did our relationship become that of siblings?"
"Otherwise?"
