Gu Xinyue's face twisted ferociously, malevolence filled her eyes as a low laugh escaped her lips.
She had waited for this day for a long time.
Since childhood, everyone had said she would never equal Gu Danyu.
But what if... that bitch were to die...
As Gu Xinyue's venomous words fell, Gu Danyu's expression turned ice-cold, her gaze became piercingly dangerous, "Who is it?"
Rarely did one see a crack in the woman's cold facade, and Gu Xinyue laughed even harder, her tone mocking, "Gu Danyu. You only have yourself to blame! And those two old fools had it coming, too."
Had they not been so heartless, she might have been willing to plead with Mister Ming on their behalf.
The next second.
Gu Xinyue's smug expression was still frozen on her face when suddenly a slender finger clutched her throat, tightening slightly.
A chilly female voice drilled into her ear, forceful and imposing, "Speak, who is behind you?"
