Chapter 128: 0128 Invitation Controversy
“So, if you didn’t have an invitation, Su Ran, how did you get in here? You were the belle of the ball tonight, weren’t you? Don’t tell me some sugar daddy brought you,”
Zhao Yiyi raised her eyebrows, scanning the crowd around. No one stepped forward to speak for Su Ran, instead, they looked at her with strange glances.
“Zhao Yiyi, would you like to shut up, or would you like me to rip that mouth of yours?”
Ye Zhichen glared at Zhao Yiyi with a sinister look, rolling up her sleeves without a word, ready to rush at her, only to be held back by Su Ran.
She could hardly stand it any longer. If she didn’t let that woman learn why flowers are so red today, she wouldn’t bear the surname Ye.
Su Ran stood there with an air of nonchalant grace, her red lips slightly curved in a smile, yet it didn’t reach her eyes, which swirled with a strange, chilling light.
With a satisfied smile on her face, Su Xinyan said softly,
“Yiyi, don’t say that. Sister is not that kind of person.”
Zhao Yiyi arched an eyebrow.
“Indeed, with a heart as malicious as hers, who would be blind enough to fancy her?”
the men who once had tried to flirt with Su Ran turned red with embarrassment and displeasure, yet none of them said anything.
After all, wouldn’t rushing to her defense be like admitting they were blind?
“No invitation and not brought by a sugar daddy? Su Ran, don’t tell me… you sneaked in?”
Zhao Yiyi’s malicious gaze remained fixed on Su Ran.
“My goodness, the Eldest Miss Su doing something ?”
“She’s not the Eldest Miss Su anymore. Young Master Qin said she lacked integrity, and I was hesitant to believe it, but now it seems…”
“It’s truly shameful. It’s a good thing the Su Family have distanced themselves from her now, otherwise, they would have lost all face.”
Zhao Yiyi coldly mocked Su Ran, barely hiding her scorn.
“Are you done speaking?”
Su Ran chuckled lightly, her gaze falling on Zhao Yiyi, inexplicably causing a chill in the heart of the onlooker.
“If you’re done, it’s my turn.”
She approached Zhao Yiyi with a glass of wine in her hand, step by step. Zhao Yiyi swallowed hard, her feet frozen in place.
“Su Ran, what… what are you trying to do?”
Thinking back on the incident at First-Class Fragrance, Zhao Yiyi still felt a sense of fear.
“Do you remember what I once said?”
Su Ran’s voice was soft, chilling to the bone.
Zhao Yiyi went rigid, and then she heard Su Ran continue,
“Should I rip that mouth of yours, or should I just ruin that pretty little face?”
The icy tone sent a shiver through Zhao Yiyi, recalling a haunting phrase to her mind.
[Next time you see me, remember to walk around me, or I’ll rip your mouth.]
Zhao Yiyi trembled, her voice shaking, “You… you wouldn’t dare!”
Zhao Yiyi’s eyes widened in disbelief, watching as Su Ran forcefully crushed the wine glass in her hand, the purple-red liquid slowly dripping through her fingers.
“Tell me, how do you want to die?”
Zhao Yiyi looked at the glass shard in Su Ran’s grip, her scalp numbing with fright.
Su Ran scoffed lightly, lips slowly uttering two words.
All of them bullies when it suited them, cowards at the core.
Ye Zhichen watched Su Ran with admiration, pulling out a handkerchief from her bag and handing it to her.
“Xiao Ran, wipe your hand.”
If one looked closely, they might even see a couple of tails wagging.