บท 138: 【127】Daily Life Ah Daily Life_1

The atmosphere was a bit awkward at this moment.

An Zicheng froze for a couple of seconds, then immediately reacted. He turned red with anger, rolled up his sleeves and stomped toward the young man, cursing under his breath, "What the hell is this?! Just because you're a major general doesn't mean you can do this to my sister—"

However, before he could finish, the man behind him swung out an arm to block him. He strode past An Zicheng to the bedside and pulled his nephew up, then slapped An Yeran on her head!

"You little bitch, I knew you had a thing for my nephew! Let me tell you! Stop dreaming! My nephew has zero interest in dating!"

An Yeran, who was abruptly slapped, was stunned. Although it didn't hurt—Chu Siming had controlled his strength—being scolded in front of her little brother made her blood boil!