Watching Gong Juechen's face wrapped so tightly, An Jing couldn't help but curse, "Can't your mouth be less irritating? Please think before you speak, okay? Which girl would tolerate you treating her like one of those ladies in a brothel?"
Gong Juechen looked a bit aggrieved and said, "It just slipped out without thinking when I saw her."
"That's why you deserve it!" An Jing said, annoyed. "You really need to be careful from now on. If you keep this up, even if Ye Zhi doesn't hit you, someone else will."
Gong Juechen suddenly looked even more aggrieved, "I thought I could say whatever I wanted to say…"
An Jing was even more annoyed, "Look at what you say; it's really hurtful! Besides, my husband and I agreed you could say whatever you wanted in front of us, not in front of everyone else. However, let me take this opportunity to tell you, if you keep insulting us, we'll hit you too! Ye Zhi was right, just beat him to death!"
