General Yue's hand froze as he looked at Jun Xiqing. As she stood there in her white chiffon dress, her bright eyes were cold and fierce. He didn't dare take another step.
So General Yue drew his hand back sulkily. She really was the youngest daughter of the Jun Family who had made history and was different from all the other women out there.
Jun Xiqing glared at General Yue coldly and walked away.
"Hmph." At this moment, General Yue scoffed coldly and said, "Why are you pretending to be so innocent? You're just a broken slipper that men have played with before. Take care of yourself if you have the ability to. Other men have already slept with you, so why can't I?"
Those words were spat out in disdain.
Jun Xiqing's face was cold and she didn't want to argue with his twisted logic, so she turned and left.
She didn't want to be at this banquet.
She wanted to leave this God-forsaken place.
