Han Qi lazily leaned on the sofa, raising his eyebrows slightly as he scoffed, "What, climbed up some high branch, and now you can't even greet me?"
Kang Xiangyue took a deep breath, her feet already on the steps, yet she turned back.
"Brother."
Her eyebrows lifted proudly, yet her face was reluctant.
Han Qi pointed to the two beside him, "Don't recognize them?"
"Young Master Qi, Young Master Zhou."
Kang Xiangyue gritted her teeth, with a hint of irritation beneath her delicately made-up eyes, she asked through gritted teeth, "Can I go upstairs now?"
Han Qi raised his eyebrows lightly, his tone dismissive, "Go."
Kang Xiangyue turned around and walked away, her high heels clacking louder with each step on the stairs.
Zhou Yunlin rolled his eyes, his face wearing a faint smile without saying a word, while Qi Heng chuckled: "Your sister, she's so uninteresting and so proud."
"However proud she is, she still has to live at my mercy."