His eyes narrowed slightly, a hostile aura flashed by.
Xiao Yishan trembled inexplicably, his feet seemingly turning weak beneath him.
Seeing his wife behave like this, Xiao Yuchuan was very astonished by her skill and strength, and the chill in her facial expression also took him aback; yet, he knew she was protecting him, and he felt warmly embraced in his heart, "Wife..."
Su Qingyue shook off Xiao Yishan's fist, her palm much smaller than his but apparently stronger, "Don't lay a hand on Chuan again, or I'll visit it back upon you tenfold."
The cool and weighty tone of her voice commanded deterrent power, leaving no room for defiance.
A profound sense of emotion flickered through the glossy darkness of Xiao Yuchuan's eyes.
He adored how his wife stood up for him.
Xiao Yishan's face turned an ashen shade of blue, his teeth clenched in anger.
The atmosphere stiffened.