Xu Yanzhi was a cunning person and at this moment, she could clearly see that there was a sky-high resentment between these two people.
She worried she might get caught in the crossfire by staying here, so she quickly said, "Master Gong, actually, I'm not in a hurry to wear this dress, I think getting a refund is quite alright, weren't you two previously..."
Xu Yanzhi tried to escape, but Gong Beiming gripped her arm tightly like a pair of iron pincers.
He said coldly, "Shut up, when I say hurry, I mean hurry. You just stay here quietly..."
"Master Gong..."
Xu Yanzhi still wanted to struggle when Gong Beiming stood up and smashed a bottle of red wine against the edge of the table.
After a loud bang, only half of the wine bottle remained, the sharp broken glass glinting with a cold light under the lamps.
By now, Xu Yanzhi didn't dare to make another sound, knowing that once Gong Beiming got angry, he was capable of anything.
