What her father had given her, she would give to no one. And no one would ever take it from her. She was trying to sound intimidating, but Fu Shiting, far from being startled, actually found it amusing. “What are you laughing at?” Qin Anan demanded, her stomach twisting at the sight of his smirk. “At you,” he sneered. “Arrogant, smug... and digging your own grave.” She could stomach the first two,