She wanted to show weakness, but felt it was disgraceful. So, she stiffened her neck and snickered dismissively.
"What can you do to me after you've said it?"
The man in front of her sneered coldly, his voice icy and bone-chilling.
"For the sake of harmony at grandma's banquet, the Third Young Master won't make a move against you here. However, I cannot guarantee that once you step out of this door, your tongue will remain in your mouth!"
The woman suddenly became as silent as a cicada in winter. She had always looked down on this bastard as he never fought back. But at this moment, under his demon-like gaze, she felt her heart trembling.
The other women stopped discussing the matter.
Ye Lu stared at the Third Young Master Jun in bewilderment, her emotions complex.
Everyone had ridiculed and mocked him, but he had endured it all for his grandmother.
So why was it that as soon as these women labeled her a 'cheap', 'shoe,' he stepped forward fervently to defend her dignity?
