Sang Yue wasn't an idiot. She completely understood the insinuation in Gao Manting's words.
She and Jiang Gong had never crossed any lines.
Yes, she had asked Jiang Gong for help a few times, but only out of necessity. Besides, she didn't know he had a fiancée he was about to get engaged to.
If she had known, she definitely would have kept a stricter distance.
Gao Manting shot her a vicious glare. "A bitch like you has no right to speak here!"
Sang Yue had never been cursed at like this to her face. Her expression turned ugly, and she retorted angrily, "You look like an educated person. Can't you speak with a little more class?!"
"You have class? Is that why you're clinging to someone else's boyfriend? Making Jiang Gong run around for you like a servant? He's never even been this attentive to Sister Xiao He!"
Xia He looked embarrassed. She tugged on Gao Manting's sleeve again and whispered, "Man Ting, stop it."
