He Wenyan's voice attracted the attention of those around her; their gazes landed on them.
Realizing she had captured the crowd's attention, she instantly sported a triumphant smile, slightly raised her chin, and raised her voice even louder.
Her disparagement sharply contrasted with Wen Zhi's calm demeanor.
Shen Chenxuan and He Wenyan were standing quite close; most people already knew about their engagement. The varying looks from the crowd, combined with her unseemly behavior, made him feel deeply embarrassed.
Yet he was immensely prideful and couldn't bring himself to simply abandon He Wenyan, so he lightly grasped her slender wrist, whispering, "Enough, Wenyan, stop talking."
"Why should I stop? It's not like we don't know how we've treated Wen Zhi before. Why should she be so brazen and forget everything!"
"We've never held anything against her, yet she stubbornly refuses to acknowledge us!"
