Timothy Ruskin looked at Gu Qingchen with a puzzled face. Gu Qingchen smiled coldly and said, “Such artistic methods are not my style.”
Timothy Ruskin was stunned for a moment and thought, is this method still artistic? Then what kind of method is not artistic?
“Then what are you going to do? Tell me, little prodigy, as long as you can think of it, and as long as I can do it, I will help you. This princess na Yi is simply too detestable. I really have to teach her a lesson!”
Gu qingchen nodded and said, “Yes, it is indeed detestable. But Ruskin, you’d better not interfere in what I’m going to do.”
As soon as Gu Qingchen finished speaking, Qingzhu looked at Gu Qingchen, her eyes full of request, and asked, “Sister-in-law, have you finished her now?”
Qingzhu asked very casually, as if he was just holding a cabbage in his hand and not a person’s head.
Gu Qingchen glanced at princess na Yi and saw Rong Yu and the old count Richard walking over not far away.
