"In other words, with just two words from me, the Sun family's shop will be unable to continue operating."

"If you want to mutually destroy my City Lord's Mansion, you'd better think about your escape route. If these things of yours get out, the City Lord's Mansion may really become a laughing stock in Qingfeng City, but your Sun family may very well disappear from Qingfeng City."

Jiang Huai spoke slowly, but the threat he made was very powerful. Sun Chan's face immediately turned pale, and her momentum instantly softened.

"You...you mustn't touch my parents..." If the Sun family were to fall, she would truly have no way out.

"Then get lost." Jiang Huai's tone was icy, like the frost of the twelfth lunar month.

Sun Chan shrank back and finally fled in a hurry, as if her tail was between her legs.

Gu Jiangli shook his head, looking at her defeated figure, feeling extremely ironic.

It turns out that when a person is desperate, they are capable of doing anything.

Jiang Huaizhi stepped forward from behind her and gently pressed his hand against her back: "Jiang Li, does your hand still hurt? You hit her yourself for my sake. I remember all your feelings for me."

Gu Jiangli frowned slightly. "You hit her for me? I only did it because I couldn't stand her despicable behavior."

Jiang Huaizhi's expression suddenly changed. "Not because of me? Wasn't it because my intimate behavior with her angered you that you attacked her?"

"Wasn't it her who acted intimately with her? You didn't initiate it."

"But I still hugged her. Aren't you angry?"

"Hiss... I know perfectly well that you were being passive, so if I get angry with you, wouldn't that make me seem petty?"

Jiang Huaizhi's eyes suddenly darkened: "Aren't you jealous when I hug other women?"

Gu Jiangli smiled helplessly: "You don't have to be jealous of everything, do you?"

"Cough cough cough... cough cough..." Jiang Huaizhi clutched his chest and slid off the chair.

Gu Jiangli's expression tightened, and she supported him with a heavy look on her face. "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell again?"

Jiang Huaizhi was too busy coughing to answer her.

Huaiyu, who was standing to the side, seemed to let out a faint sigh and said, "It's nothing, Young Master was just upset."