Last time, Yan Xue stormed into the Xie family and slapped her across the face. For Xie Shiyao, it was an extraordinary humiliation.
How could she possibly forget?
Now, seeing Yan Xue laughing and chatting with Amos, a shocking suspicion suddenly surfaced in Xie Shiyao's mind.
"Well, Yan Xue, you've got guts. You've actually colluded with outsiders to frame my uncle and Xu Lang, scheming to seize the Xie family's assets. What have we ever done to you that made you so ruthless?"
Xie Shiyao's eyes were red with fury as she shouted hysterically.
Yan Xue was initially puzzled but quickly understood something, and a hint of disdainful sneer surfaced on her graceful and elegant face.
She didn't even look at Xie Shiyao, as if the latter was merely an insignificant passerby, not worth her attention.
"Xie Shiyao, this is not a place for your hysterics and insanity. If you disturb my honored guest, you simply can't afford the consequences. Guards, throw her out."
