The Size of a Spare Tire

While Yin Yueshu sank into deep thought, nobody around dared to say anything.

After a long time, Yin Yueshu said faintly with her gaze on Di Jiu, "I'll let you be my suitor. That should not play down your status, right? Can you go with me now?"

Di Jiu smiled slightly. "Of course, no problem. Just like I said just now, you are a graceful woman matched with a nobleman."

"In that case, let's go." The corners of Yin Yueshu's mouth overflowed with sarcasm.

Di Jiu shook his head. "I can't go. If I do, these two friends of mine will be chased by them."

While he said that, Di Jiu's gaze fell on Chuang Youxin and Chuang Wuxin.

Upon hearing that and looking at Di Jiu, the Chuang Brothers immediately turned pale.

Before the Chuang Brothers could speak, Yin Yueshu suddenly lifted her hand to slap them.

Blood mist erupted from the two Chuang Brothers, who were sitting not far away, before they vanished without a trace.