Gu Qingchen raised her eyebrows slightly and did not deliberately lower her voice. She only said, “Oh? You Mean, Rong Yu’s wife should not be me, but Luo Qingyan?”
“Of course! Qingyan had told us long ago that the Rong family had originally planned to let the two families marry.”
The socialite sneered, but Luo Qingyan was still arrogant. “Aunt is also the Rong family. I did have this intention in the beginning. I, Luo Qingyan, should be a member of the Rong family. You, Gu Qingchen, have stolen my position!”
Since they had already said that, Luo Qingyan might as well provoke Gu Qingchen a little more.
“Ah!”
“Oh my God!”
“Oh my God!”
Everyone exclaimed. It turned out that Gu Qingchen had casually picked up a glass of wine and poured it directly on Luo Qingyan’s face.
Not a single drop was wasted. The wine dripped onto Luo Qingyan’s face one drop at a time. Luo Qingyan was also a little stunned.
