บท 118: Chapter 118 What Do You Want to Ask Me For

Kang Xiangyue was completely indifferent. "So what if he's back? He moved out on his own; there's no place for him in this family anymore."

"You're right, sis. Your nest of thieves, masquerading as a fox's den, reeks. I would never set foot here if you hadn't begged me," a wicked voice chimed in, and Kang Xiangyue instantly sat up straight, an apple slice lodged in her mouth, nearly swallowing it whole.

Her face turned pale as she looked at the man who entered. Dressed in a black leather jacket with a high-necked black sweater underneath, hands in his pockets, the hem of his raised waistline revealed an Hermès belt and a wristwatch worth millions on his wrist.

Han Qi plonked down on the sofa with a grin, pointed at Kang Xiangyue with his raised hand, his eyes cold and piercing. However, in the blink of an eye, only a mocking smile played around his eyes. That hand moved from Kang Xiangyue's face to point at the fruit platter beside her.

"Bring it here."