Facing Mrs. Wu's pleas for mercy, Gu Yuanzhou remained icy cold. He watched the scene impassively, sitting cross-legged on the sofa, one hand neatly arranging the clean edges of his shirt, and carrying himself as arrogantly as an emperor.
I couldn't stand it any longer and accused him on the spot.
"Gu Yuanzhou, with your wealth and power, do you care about this purple clay pot? Every time you come here, Mrs. Wu serves you with tea and water. Has she ever done anything wrong? Are you trying to show everyone that you're a heartless and ungrateful person, who not only steals the property of others but also harms their families? Are you even human?"
Angered, my voice became hoarse.
However, before I could finish,
Several young masters, led by Qi Ming, came out of the study one after another.
Qi Ming held an expensive tobacco pipe in his hand.
