Gu Qingcheng's mouth curved upwards, and her bright eyes stared straight at Chu He, who was like a frightened bird.
"What do you think I should do?"
"You should stop fanning the flames in front of me," Chu He said, her eyes sharp as knives on Gu Qingcheng. "Gu Qingcheng, I'm telling you, no matter what you do, I won't let you have your way."
"I haven't really done anything yet," Gu Qingcheng said with a smile. "Are you so eager to prove you're stronger than me?"
"I've always been stronger than you," Chu He said disdainfully to Gu Qingcheng. "I'm not afraid of you framing my mother and me anymore. You've already done everything you could."
"Oh, so you're giving up then," Gu Qingcheng laughed. "I didn't expect to push the grand Mrs. Gu to this point."
Chu He clenched her fists, wanting to tear Gu Qingcheng apart.
