"Where's my sister?" Tang Xian pushed aside Lu Ming and strode inside.
"Are you Tang Xian?" Lu Ming, who realized belatedly, extended his hand trying to stop him, but Tang Xian, who had been uneducated since childhood and only settled down after becoming a boss, hid his innate ferocity with difficulty.
Agilely, Tang Xian searched around the room; besides the living room, there was only one other room. When Tang Xian barged in, Tang Min was putting on her coat, and the room was still filled with the scent of amorous activities.
Tang Xian was already married and knew all too well what that smell in the room was.
"Tang Min, how can you, as an unmarried girl, be together with a man?" Tang Xian said, his mouth twitching with anger as he looked at his sister, Tang Min, whose face still bore a trace of blush.
The sight only fueled Tang Xian's anger, his eyes nearly bulging out of their sockets.
