"You..." Zhuo Xiangnan suppressed his anger as he looked toward Cenhuan, his gaze as if he wished to dismember her. Then he turned to Lin Yue behind Cenhuan, "So these are the friends you choose, such 'upbringing' really broadens one's horizons," his words laden with sarcasm.
Cenhuan clearly caught the sarcasm in his words, and anger surged up in her. Just as she was about to retort, Lin Yue pulled her back.
Lin Yue stepped out from behind Cenhuan, "Mr. Zhuo constantly criticizes others' upbringing, but what right do you have to criticize anyone? This speaks volumes about your own 'upbringing' too," she said, pulling Cenhuan away without looking back.
Zhuo Xiangnan watched the anger and defiance in Lin Yue's eyes, his pupils shrinking involuntarily. Beside him, Lin Yao had been keeping her head down all this while, her gaze inevitably landing on the ring on Lin Yue's ring finger, flashing a glimpse of venom.
