Chapter 719 The contracted beast Jade Rabbit was not one to suffer losses. She had already shown enough consideration for her colleagues by leaving them room to maneuver, but since the Sixth Young Master of the Tang family was so shameless, she didn't need to keep up the pretense any longer.

Since the other party is being tactless, he might as well flip the table and let everyone see his predicament.

She leaned back in her chair, arms crossed, her tone dripping with sarcasm. She cleared her throat and began to recount the bet between the two of them.

He paused, then smiled and said:

"By the way, speaking of which—Sixth Young Master is convinced that 'Lord of Mysteries' is written by an old author's alternate account, saying that if it were written by a newcomer, he would have to eat ten pounds of shit while standing on his head?"

Gu Luo sat to the side, listening with a mixture of amusement and exasperation. He thought to himself, "So, I just walked in and they've already handed me a piece of meat, and I've even gotten dragged into someone else's bet."

It's really inexplicable that I've suddenly gained someone who doesn't like me.

However, to be fair, Tang Jia Liu Shao's idea is not wrong at all - the world-building and writing skills of "Lord of Mysteries" would not be believed by any insider to be the work of an eighteen-year-old newcomer.

It can only be said that Tang Jia Liu Shao was unlucky to encounter himself, an "exception" with extraordinary abilities.

Jade Rabbit's words were like a pebble, instantly shattering the relaxed atmosphere in the private room, and the air fell into an awkward silence once again.

The crowd exchanged bewildered glances, wanting to say something but unsure how to begin. They dared not echo Yu Tu's mockery, nor were they willing to help the incompetent Sixth Young Master Tang. They could only silently watch the drama unfold.

Gu Luo met the gaze from the Sixth Young Master of the Tang family, a gaze filled with resentment and displeasure, and felt speechless.

No, what did I do to offend you?

I didn't do anything from beginning to end, so how did I become a thorn in your side?

Is everyone trying to take advantage of me?

Tang Jia Liu Shao's face turned pale and then red in turns after being exposed in public, and his aura was frighteningly low.

But in the end, he couldn't bring himself to say anything harsh, nor could he refute Yu Tu's words. He could only clench his fists, squeeze out a cold snort from his throat, and turn his head away abruptly. Out of sight, out of mind, he simply pretended to be deaf and dumb and said no more, thus covering up his embarrassment.

On the contrary, his college student wife, who had just gotten up to ease the tension, looked embarrassed and apologetic, and whispered to try and smooth things over for him:

"I'm sorry everyone... my partner is in a bad mood today and might be a bit harsh with his words. Please bear with him..."

But before she could finish speaking, the Sixth Young Master of the Tang family, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, suddenly turned his head, glaring at her fiercely, his anger and harshness almost overflowing:

"Didn't I tell you to go to the lounge? Who told you to come back? What are you talking nonsense about!"

He was clearly venting all his frustration and anger on his partner, trying to salvage his pitiful male dignity in this despicable way.

Upon hearing this, the sixth young master's wife's face turned deathly pale, her lips trembled slightly, and the grievance in her eyes almost turned into tears, but she forcibly held back and dared not let them fall.

She bit her lower lip and didn't say anything more. She just forced an apologetic smile at everyone, nodded slightly, and then walked quickly out of the private room with her head down, her back view looking lonely and disheveled.

Seeing this, Gu Luo's impression of the sixth young master of the Tang family worsened—he took the initiative to make a bet and was humiliated, and instead of facing the situation head-on, he took his anger out on his innocent wife. Such cowardly and despicable behavior was truly contemptible.

The editor-in-chief, Taiyang, had clearly already figured out Tang Jia Liu Shao's flaws. He knew that Tang Jia Liu Shao was obsessed with saving face and narrow-minded. There was no need to expose him in public, so he didn't say anything fair. He just smiled apologetically at everyone, then got up and quickly followed them out, wanting to comfort the wronged girl.

But as soon as he stepped out of the private room, before Taiyang could even utter a word of comfort, the aggrieved look on Sixth Young Master's wife's face vanished instantly, replaced by complete calmness, even the redness in her eyes had faded.

She nodded slightly to the sun, said calmly, "Thank you, editor-in-chief," and then turned and walked towards the restroom.

Seeing this, Taiyang sighed helplessly and thought to himself, "This girl is so stubborn. She's suffered such a great injustice, yet she still refuses to show weakness. She's probably going to the bathroom to secretly cry and vent her emotions."

He had intended to wait outside the restroom, but fearing he might disturb the other person's emotional outburst, he could only shake his head and temporarily return to the private room.

After entering the bathroom, the sixth young master's wife first checked each stall to make sure it was empty before walking to the sink, leaning against the cold tile wall, and taking out her phone from her bag.

She quickly unlocked the screen, dialed a number, held the phone to her ear, and waited patiently for about ten seconds.

The moment the call connected, the sixth young master's wife's calm demeanor crumbled instantly. Her tone immediately became sweet and coquettish, full of cloying affection, and even carrying a hint of joyful laughter:

"Master~ Your dog servant misses you so much~~"

She paused, then lowered her voice, her tone full of mockery and sarcasm, and chattered on about the funny thing that had just happened:

"By the way, Master, let me tell you something funny! That old man was showing off by doing the splits today, haha! ... He was convinced that the great author was an old writer, but it turns out the author is a handsome 18-year-old. He even lost a bet with him and had to go on stage to dance, and now he's taking it out on me. It's both pathetic and hilarious!"

Her tone was a mix of disdain and coquettishness, showing no trace of the aggrieved look she had just displayed in the private room.

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