The girl stood straight, her emotions overtly displayed and unabashedly performed for Ji Shimin to see, without the slightest fear of offending anyone thoroughly.
Her almond eyes bright and moist, within which Ji Shimin was seething with anger, darkening her face.
Yet, she still sat there calmly and steadily.
The commotion here drew the attention of many, but the surrounding noise was so loud that it drowned out their voices.
Ji Shimin, holding back her anger, did not forget her manners and lowered her voice to scold: "How long do you think you can act so arrogantly?"
"I really want to ask, who gave you the confidence?"
Her red lips moved cruelly and disdainfully.
"Shen Hua."
"You are just a cousin by marriage, fortunate enough to call the Cui Family's Matriarch 'auntie.' Even so, your status is the least considerable in Shengjing."
