"Bai Jinhan, what are you talking about?" Before anyone else could respond, Shen Xinglan slammed her utensils down and got up, heading straight towards Bai Jinhan.
Shen Xinglan strode menacingly towards Bai Jinhan, grabbed her collar, and coldly said, "Bai Jinhan, do you think the Shen Family is easy to bully, relentlessly provoking us again and again?"
"Shen Xinglan, let go of me." Bai Jinhan struggled to breathe with the grip on her collar, feeling utterly humiliated.
Shen Xinglan not only did not let go, she even tightened her grip, her face stormy and her gaze chilling.
"Lanlan, let go." Liu Zhixue slowly walked over, her gaze on Bai Jinhan equally intimidating.
Bai Jinhan was fearful of Shen Xinglan but not Liu Zhixue. Seeing how Liu Zhixue was blatantly belittling her, she snapped:
"Liu Zhixue, what are you smirking about, you woman who stole Xingye's bed using despicable means, you will..."