"Xia Chunyu?"
She was about to curse when a cold voice came from behind.
At this moment, Xia Jingan walked over with cold eyes and gave her a warning look. Then, he looked at Qiao Xi. "I'm sorry, Miss Qiao."
Xia Chunyu widened her eyes. "Brother! Why are you apologizing to her? Have you forgotten Grandma's words?"
"Shut up!" Xia Jingan's voice was a little hoarse, and his eyes were malicious as he looked down at her. "Have you forgotten my warning?"
Xia Chunyu's face was pale. She struggled to get up from the floor before lowering her head, not daring to look at him.
Xia Jingan said gently to Qiao Xi, "It's my fault for not managing her well. I hope you won't take offense."
Qiao Xi crossed her arms and had an indifferent expression. "Young Master Xia, please restrain Miss Xia and don't let her kick up a fuss in front of me. I can forget about it this time, but I won't be so easy to talk to next time."