"Crash––"
The cup in Su Zhongyuan's hand smashed right into the center of the dining table, landing precisely on a plate.
It instantly shattered, scattering the remnants of breakfast onto several people.
The entire dining room fell deathly silent!
No one dared even to breathe heavily, and the servants on the side had already been scared to trembling.
"She is a beast, what are you then?"
An overwhelming oppressive force poured forth, and the few people there had never seen Su Zhongyuan so furious, especially the chill that radiated from him, frightening everyone into silence.
Wen Peipei's face turned an iron shade of blue, her chest heaving with anger.
"Was it you who did what's on the internet?"
Wen Peipei knew he was referring to the scandal concerning Su Ran and glanced at him indifferently.
"So what if it was me?"
Wen Peipei looked defiant, her anger unabated, as she stared back at Su Zhongyuan without fear or submissiveness.