"Nonsense!"
A palm slapped onto the redwood table, a vigorous, powerful voice rang out. Old Sir Qin looked at his grandson, who sat before him with a calm expression, his anger flaring once again, "Qin Zhan! Do you have to make things so serious?!"
Qin Zhan leaned back in his chair, his slender, phoenix eyes half-squinted, the gold within them flowing, "It's not that I'm making this serious. In my heart, this is indeed a very serious matter."
"You!" Old Sir Qin choked, "That Xu Xiaofei was bullied so many times, why didn't I see you this angry!"
"That's different," Qin Zhan said calmly.
"How is it different!"
Qin Zhan glanced at Old Sir Qin, "One is a brother, one is a wife, how could they be the same."
"You!"
