Xia Weiwei was seething, "Xia Yangyang, who do you think you are to dare defy me?"
Xia Weiwei was about to strike. She was already full of rage tonight and the appearance of Xia Yangyang was only adding fuel to the fire.
Xia Yangyang had instinctively blocked Xia Weiwei's hand, "Xia Weiwei, don't think about resorting to violence every time you can't win an argument, can you even take me down?"
Xia Weiwei was shaking with anger, "Xia Yangyang, you cheap bitch..."
"Miss Xia, so you are here." A deep elegant voice came from behind the two women.
Xia Yangyang and Xia Weiwei both turned around. Gu Qichen was standing on the balcony less than two meters away from them.
When had Gu Qichen arrived?
Having realized the situation, Xia Weiwei quickly withdrew her hand, squealing, "Sister, what are you doing? That hurt my hand."
Xia Yangyang: "......."
Nevertheless, Gu Qichen walked over leisurely.
His gaze landing on Xia Weiwei.
