At that moment, Jing Shu spoke with half-closed eyes, her words imbued with nonchalance, "What Liu said is exactly what I wanted to say."
The atmosphere in the private room grew colder once again. No one had expected Jing Shu to be so dismissive and domineering. She didn't even seem to consider Young Master Lan. In their eyes, he was the campus big brother—a person of wealth, status, and power, who now controlled the coveted electricity network. That was old Niu at his peak of power; but where did Jing Shu get the resources to stand up to Young Master Lan?
In the past few years, Young Master Lan had even become the proverbial breadwinner, the boss, the big brother for many people.
"Young Master Lan has humbled himself to seek peace, Jing Shu, why are you still acting like this?"
"Yeah, really, what's all this about? It's just a bunch of insects; is it necessary to be so impressively intense?"
