The people around them were shocked by Dong Xia's temperament. After a long time, someone reacted to Dong Xia's words.
"There's no need to interact with such people. I hate such people the most."
"That's right. Miss Dong's choice was right. Don't let a bad apple like Gu Man ruin the whole bunch"
"Who's the bad apple?"
Amidst the cursing, this rhetorical question sounded especially abrupt. The crowd was silent for a moment. Soon, everyone turned to look at the source of the voice. Gu Man stood there with her arms crossed. Her expression was extremely faint, but it was terrifying for no reason.
It was also an awkward moment to be caught bad-mouthing someone, so no one replied to Gu Man. The huge banquet hall became a little quiet, leaving only the sound of music.
