"A joke?"
Yan Mingyu's brows contained hints of anger, though her tone remained calm as she retorted slowly, "Uncle, aren't you aware of the numerous incidents that have occurred at home and in the company over the past six months? Without Qin Yu, our Yan Family would have long become the laughingstock of the East Sea!"
"I'm aware that your bodyguard has helped you quite a bit, and if you're grateful, you can give him money, but there's no need to marry him!"
Yan Zonghui said in a stern voice.
"You're just my uncle; I don't believe you should have a say in my marriage, should you?"
Yan Mingyu's tone grew colder.
Her own relatives usually hid behind the scenes, enjoying the spectacle without offering any help. The moment their interests were threatened, they jumped out at the first opportunity.
It filled her with disgust and disappointment to the core.