Guo Ran's eyes flashed with a hint of darkness, and she was about to rush over to stop it, but it was just the time when the audience was leaving, and there were even more people crowded at the entrance.
Guo Ran was quickly squeezed to the back of the crowd, while Fu Yanting's phone rang in his pocket at this time.
He looked at the screen where the incoming caller ID was flashing, his eyes revealing a complex expression.
Quite a few audience members had already witnessed the argument between Su Yin and Qi Jincheng, and in no time at all, the gossipmongers among the crowd were even more inflamed with curiosity.
"Did you hear the tone of Qi Jincheng's voice just now? Why do I feel like he's gritting his teeth about catching a mistress?"
"The dog-eat-dog affairs within wealthy families are always a mess; those directors of makjang dramas must have gotten their inspiration from these high-society families. Isn't there an old saying? Art imitates life."
