"Cut the crap, who is she?" Gong Xueman, with a fierce glint in her eyes, pointed at the voluptuous and frivolously dressed woman beside Cai Yongxin and asked in a cold voice.
A hint of cowering flashed in Cai Yongxin's eyes, but his face quickly hardened, "Gong Xueman, what does it matter to you who she is?"
"You…" Gong Xueman's forehead veins bulged with anger, "Cai Yongxin, you find such lowly women behind my back, have you forgotten about our engagement?"
As soon as she spoke,
An Yan and the others widened their eyes, playing the role of onlookers eagerly watching drama unfold.
At that moment, the seductive woman cried out with a wronged face, "Young Master Cai, she actually called me a lowly woman!"
