"What part of our An Qi isn't good enough for Qin Xiang?" Granny retorted, unconvinced.
"No part of her is." Jie Jingchen's words were deliberate, his voice as cold and hard as a bullet.
Granny gritted her teeth. "An Qi is your cousin."
'How could he, her own cousin, belittle her like that?'
"She should be thankful she's my cousin." Jie Jingchen's gaze was frosty. If Jie Anqi weren't his cousin, he wouldn't tolerate her antics for a second.
Granny's idea to have Qin Xiang marry into their family was simple. An Qi could then move to his military post with him. It would get her out of sight and out of mind, and it would also prevent her from fighting An Lin for the house. It was a plan to kill two birds with one stone.
Just as she was pondering how to convince Jie Jingchen to give An Qi a helping hand, Grandpa returned with a somber expression.
"Grandpa, how is An Qi?" Granny asked anxiously.
