Gu Lejia refused to listen to any explanations. "Did someone put you up to this? You're doing this on purpose, aren't you?
"Don't forget, this is the Gu family. We won't tolerate you treating members of the Gu Family like this."
Jin Qianqian had planned to just watch the show and let it go, but she didn't expect the fire to turn on her.
She slammed her teacup down, shot to her feet, and yelled, "Stop with the passive-aggressive remarks. If you're so uncomfortable here, then get out! I'm not going to put up with it."
With that, she strode to the doorway and glared at Gu Lejia, who was standing at the entrance to the kitchen.
"Aunt Seven is home?" Gu Lejia was momentarily flustered, but he quickly regained his righteous indignation. "This old hag plays favorites. She knew perfectly well I can't eat seafood, yet she added it to every single dish. We can't keep someone like that in our family."
