"Lin Annan, what do you mean, what kind of woman am I?" Gao Yuwen instantly forgot the man's warning beside her and started yelling at An Nan.
The former remained calm and unmoved, then mercilessly threw a few words at her: "No man would marry a woman like you, let alone my brother. As for you, if you don't even know what kind of woman you are, I don't think it's unreasonable for others to judge you, so don't ask me again. From this moment on, please don't talk to me. Please."
If a person yells angrily at another, you can fight back at them, but if a person speaks to you with incredibly calm words, calm to the extent that there seems to be no ripples, you instead don't know what to say.
Gao Yuwen slightly opened her mouth, choked with words she couldn't say, and ultimately said to the man beside her unwillingly: "Li Yan, look at her, look at what she says, she doesn't even want to recognize you as her brother anymore, what exactly does she want to do?"
