Qin Youxuan's movements were fast, but Dan Hanjie's sharp eyes had already seen when she hid the photo frame.
Thinking about Dan Hanxi secretly keeping Qin Youxuan's photo, staying up late, staring at his wife, made Dan Hanjie so angry he wanted to kill someone.
"The thing is mine, why should I give it to you?" Dan Hanxi narrowed his eyes, fearlessly meeting Dan Hanjie's gaze.
A cold smirk on his lips.
"You're the president of Dan Group and the president's wife. You're public figures. Lots of people have her photo. Do you think you can control everyone?"
"I don't care about others, but you can't have it!" Dan Hanjie's hand on his collar suddenly tightened.
He was well aware of Dan Hanxi's feelings toward Qin Youxuan.
It was precisely because he understood that it grated on him.
Even though he had never considered Dan Hanxi a real younger brother, they shared an unerasable blood connection.
