Either you're dead or you don't have hands

The few bad girls turned around and their gazes finally landed on Rong Yan, who was sitting beside mo xunxun.

Her expression was cold as she placed one hand on mo xunxun's shoulder. She had an imposing aura that no one dared to ignore.

However, she was pregnant now, and she didn't dress up much when she came in. She didn't look like someone of high status.

They sized up Rong Yan, trying to guess who she was.

Rong Yan's lips curled into a mocking sneer. "who gave you the guts to take away the guests that young madam feng has personally arranged for you? How much ability does your family have to bear the consequences of offending house Feng for ruining the one-month-old banquet of house Feng's eldest grandson?"

Rong Yan had been watching them coldly from the side. She was not a kind person and did not stop them from the beginning. She was watching to figure out what was going on between them.

Also, she wanted to see if mo xunxun was worth saving.