"Sister, what are you saying? I can't understand you," Su Wan said cooly, her eyes cold, "I've said it before, you have no right to call me sister. Tame your bitchiness, and we might talk a bit more."
Su Yurou clenched her teeth, still wanting to get out.
Of course, Su Wan couldn't just walk away like this.
In the empty reception room surrounded by surveillance.
A warrior with a strong aura, who looked very formidable, stood beside Su Wan.
Taking a deep breath, Su Yurou said, "Su Wan, what right do you have to have me arrested?"
"Still playing dumb? That reporter and the butler's nephew have already sold you out. I really didn't see how stupid you could be. No matter how good they are with you, they would not dare to keep a tight lid on everything for you, right?"
Su Wan looked at Su Yurou.
She saw how incredibly irate and furious she was.
But because she had plastic surgery, she could hardly make any overly expressive faces.
It was quite pitiful, actually.
