Gu Moli suddenly leaned in, grabbing her collar.
Gu Ran truly thought he was about to lift her up.
His face abruptly close, he lowered his head to stare at her.
His dark eyes, like thick ink, tightly enveloped her.
Gu Ran knew she had gone too far, but after all, she was just an eighteen-year-old, it wouldn't be unreasonable to describe her as naive.
She was definitely stubborn.
A little tantrum was nothing out of the ordinary.
She looked at him, angrily said, "Why are you grabbing me, am I wrong?"
Gu Moli's gaze wandered over her.
"I am your third brother, you'd better watch your words."
"Third brother?" Gu Ran said, "What kind of third brother are you, is there a third brother like you? You're not my third brother! You're nothing like my family!"
As soon as Gu Ran finished her sentence, suddenly, he grabbed her hand and lifted it again, Gu Ran thought she was going to be hit.
However...
