Yan Luoxi's face turned cold. She wasn't interested in currying favor with the President. What kind of people were these? The daughter pining for her man, the father drugging her to be complicit. Who knew what they were thinking.
Li Yeqi seemed to notice a slight distortion in Yan Luoxi's expression. He said indifferently, "Xixi, don't make trouble. Not just anyone can be your sister."
This word, evidently filled with helplessness and reprimand, made Nangong Xiu's face change suddenly. It was clear Yan Luoxi was the one trying to curry favor with them. Yet, his words made it sound like she was the one doing the favor.
She bit her lip, looking at Li Yeqi with great dissatisfaction. "Brother Yeqi, if Miss Yan becomes my sister, I would be delighted for you to become my brother-in-law."
