A low, cold voice cut through the silence, making Yun An'an jump. Before she could even turn, a hand seized her wrist, snatching the small vial from her grasp.
Yun An'an turned to snatch it back, only to find herself staring into a cold, handsome face just inches away. Her gaze wavered.
"What were you about to give Grandpa?" Huo Siqing’s gaze fell to the small glass vial in his hand, its contents
















