Seeing Song Lin's smile, Ye Song became even more annoyed. He scolded Song Lin coldly," Do I know you very well?" Are you happy that someone else is injured?"
Hearing this, the surrounding people cast Song Lin a strange look.
A portion of the guests who had witnessed Song Lin making things difficult for Hai Tang also began to discuss softly.
" That's too much. How can you still laugh at a time like this?"
" Song Lin is really too much. She has always been targeting the fiancée of a Dharma Cultivator, and now she's deliberately gloating."
"No matter how heartless or immoral a person is, they can't be so obvious about being cold-blooded, right?"
" She still dares to speak like this in front of the Song family's direct descendants. Song Lin must have lost her mind."
Facing Ye Song's sudden rebuke, Song Lin's expression froze.
Her eyes were filled with nervousness and guilt, as if Ye Song's words had caught her off guard.
