Chu Dazhuang's rebuke, like thunder on a clear day, instantly silenced the chattering group of women.
The three women fell quiet, with Bai Susu and Wang Xiaowan gently turning their heads to quietly watch Chu Dazhuang.
But Cui Qiao remained motionless, sitting there with a look of anger and sadness on her face.
However, it was as if Chu Dazhuang possessed some kind of magic power that made her dare not resist or continue to speak out.
The surroundings were quiet as Chu Dazhuang sat in his chair with a displeased expression.
He gently got up, taking measured steps forward.
One step, then another.
The sound of his steps exploded in the ears of every woman in the silent environment.
In a few steps, Chu Dazhuang had reached in front of Cui Qiao.
"Hmph."
Chu Dazhuang snorted coldly, looking at Cui Qiao who still held onto her defiance.
"Cui Qiao, you'd better behave yourself," Chu Dazhuang commanded coldly, his words filled with sternness. This woman naturally disliked him.
