Su Yan understood what Huo Tianpei meant and gently said, "Zhenyang, you should be aware of why Tianpei invited you here today. This type of occasion is meant for Huo Family members only. Bringing Jiayi here doesn't seem appropriate, does it?"
Her tone was soft, but every word was laced with sharpness.
If someone lacked confidence, they might feel awkward and voluntarily leave after hearing such words.
But Jiayi, who had long grown accustomed to sparring with Su Yan, surprisingly felt her earlier tension dissipate, and she glanced at Su Yan indifferently.
At the same time, she felt the man beside her tighten his grip on her hand.
"If she's not qualified to be here, then you are even less qualified," Huo Zhenyang replied with cold disdain.
Su Yan's expression shifted slightly: "What do you mean by that? I am, at least, the wife of Tianpei and legally married to him. Jiayi has no relationship with you now. If I'm not qualified, how is she? What kind of reasoning is that?"
