"Some people just want to compare everything with our Xinyan. The betrothal gift that the Gu Family gave to the Su Family was the envy of the entire Yong City. For such a significant matter as a betrothal, the groom himself is nowhere to be seen. It's so disgraceful. Who knows what kind of person her fiancé is?" Tan Lirong was unwilling to let Su Ran once again overshadow her own daughter and spoke out defiantly.
Su Ran's expression suddenly turned icy, and the cold light in her eyes exploded.
Her frosty gaze fell on Tan Lirong, frightening her into taking two steps back.
"What... what do you want to do?"
Tan Lirong looked at Su Ran defensively, especially at her face, which so closely resembled Yaosang Qianyue's, her heart's resentment and jealousy could not be concealed.
Her voice immediately rose a few notches, sharp and piercing:
