Gu Lian was left speechless by her words.
Zhu Ying, as if in a fit of anger, continued, "You were the one who called him a psycho, said he was cold-blooded, but don't you know that it was you, his incompetent father, who turned him into what he is today? And now you want to play the good guy and talk to us? Gu Lian, I know you have dirt on me, and all these years, I've kept my distance from you. If you keep pushing, you'll drag both me and Xici into the abyss with you. Think clearly before you decide to see him."
After saying this, Zhu Ying swiftly pulled open the sliding Japanese door, grabbed her coat and handbag, and walked out without looking back.
The private room instantly fell silent, and Gu Lian stared blankly at the sashimi on the table.
Seeing the plump, tender, fresh, and juicy raw meat, he suddenly remembered that when Gu Xici was little, he would vomit violently at the sight of it.
