If she didn't know her hearing was fine, she would have suspected she misheard. In this day and age, there was actually a man who would refuse a woman offered to him on a platter.
Gu Mingyu simply turned around. Seeing him leave, Jiang'en couldn't help but shout at his retreating figure, "Why?"
Seeing that the man had no intention of stopping, she continued, "What makes me inferior to An Xiangrong?"
Gu Mingyu had no intention of stopping, but when he heard An Xiangrong's name, he paused his steps. Seeing him stop, a smile crept onto Jiang'en's face. However, the man's next words made her smile disappear instantly.
"To me, you don't measure up to her in any way. You're not even worth one of her fingers."
Having said that, Gu Mingyu, without any hesitation, directly headed towards the villa.
