The piercing and sharp words were hovering in the air of the corridor, the volume loud enough that the tone seemed almost capable of lifting the roof off the building.
The crowd turned their heads only to see Wen Xin storming over, looking like she was ready to fight someone, completely disregarding the atmosphere of the scene and who was present.
"Gu Xiaoer, you did it on purpose, you bitch!" Wen Xin cursed as she ran.
Gu Xiaoer massaged her temples with a headache. Why was this unruly miss always popping up everywhere? Couldn't she just keep quiet for a moment?
Turning her head, she noticed the fierce light in the man next to her, sweeping past the hallway, his palm brewing with force, just waiting to explode.
Gu Xiaoer was startled and quickly placed her own hand in the palm of his.
Da Luoluo was angry, she needed to quickly soothe him.
