"And you..."
She shifted her finger, pointing at An Wei.
At that moment, Gu Chen, who had been silent, stepped forward, shielding An Wei behind him, his eyes intensely fixed on Wang Zishu, "Did Miss Wang enjoy hurling the insults?"
Wang Zishu was indeed enjoying herself, suddenly startled by his piercing gaze like a knife, she faltered for a moment but quickly recovered wanting to retort. It was then that Lai Bao scolded her, "Enough, Zishu, stop talking."
"Lai Bao!"
Wang Zishu clearly hadn't vented enough.
"Not bad!"
Gu Min glared fiercely at Wang Zishu, then scornfully sized up Lai Bao's plump body, her face full of disdain:
"Wen Laibao, haven't seen you in a while, yet you've grown some nerve, even learned to incite others. I'd like to see, with that figure and face of yours, how you can find a better man than my brother, show him just what he's regretting."
