Chu Biyao and her friends couldn't stop laughing, their laughter like blossoming flowers, captivating and beautiful.
The conversation and conflict between Ye Fan and Sister Zhao, they had naturally learned all about it through their subordinates.
"Sister Zhao has messed up this time, Guan Shaoqiu's face can't be saved, I can't help but feel like singing." A starlet said gloatingly, looking at Guan Shaoqiu's misfortune, with a look of boundless joy.
Another woman looked at Chu Biyao, her eyes shining, "Your brother-in-law is really something, coming up with the idea of making Guan Shaoqiu the driver to counterattack, it's brilliant, truly brilliant. No one would dare to say such a thing."
"Him? A few words can infuriate a person to death; it's just a piece of cake for him," Chu Biyao said proudly, "Just with his indifferent tone and his attitude of not caring about anything, he can already knock you out."
