"Gong Fei!" Gong Mo roared with anger.
"What?" Gong Fei lifted her chin arrogantly.
"You!" Gong Mo panted in fury. "Who are you calling a dog?"
"Your husband, of course!" Gong Fei laughed coldly. "Did you think you found a gem? He's merely a dog!"
"You!" Gong Mo raised her handbag and tried to hit Gong Fei with it.
Sheng Nanxuan held her back nimbly. She turned around and looked at him in confusion.
He was smiling. "It's alright. Let's not lower ourselves to her level." With that, he took her away.
He was overjoyed that Gong Mo tried to defend him, so he decided to let Gong Fei go. Even though Gong Fei did go overboard, she was still Gong Mo's cousin, and although Gong Mo disliked her as well, she would not have been able to live with herself if she had done something bad to Gong Fei. A few steps later, they heard something smash. Gong Mo looked down and saw the shattered remains of a cup and tea leaves on Sheng Nanxuan's soaked back.
