Qin Yin glared at Tao Miao, curved her lips into a smile, and said, "I never knew that you too could spout such words. I thought you were truly some rich daughter, who at least wouldn't resort to such despicable tactics. Unexpectedly, you are even more disgraceful than them."
"I kindly advised you, yet you speak of me this way; if so, then do not blame me..." The moment Tao Miao's words fell, she staggered several steps backward, and then fell straight back.
This action surprised everyone present, including Qin Yin herself; she instinctively reached out to grab Tao Miao.
But as she extended her hand, it seemed as if she had forcefully pushed Tao Miao away.
A loud 'bang' resounded as Tao Miao collapsed onto a tower made of cups filled with alcohol.
In an instant, all the cups were knocked over, alcohol drenched Tao Miao's body, and her elegant white dress was stained with myriad colors. Her originally charming short hair now clung to her face due to the alcohol spill.
