Xu Zhiyan didn't expect Shen Qinghuan to confront her. At that moment, she almost didn't react.
"You, you dare to call my brother a thing!"
"So what if you scold me? Can't people scold a scumbag? My Qinghuan is out of your reach now. Get out of here and stop trying to make a presence known." Song Xixi rolled her eyes and pulled Shen Qinghuan in.
Xu Zhiyan was so angry that her head was burning with anger, and Du Shuwei, who had been silent, was following behind her.
Seeing that they were about to go in, Du Shuwei quickly reminded Xu Zhiyan.
"Miss Xu, how can they get in?"
Xu Zhiyan reacted, rushed forward, and spoke arrogantly to the two security guards.
"How can someone like her, who reeks of poverty, be worthy of attending the banquet? Look carefully and don't let anyone in."
Poor? Poor in haute couture?
Why doesn't the security guard believe it?
Du Shuwei also noticed the low-key yet luxurious dress on Shen Qinghuan. The texture of the dress was obviously a custom-made one.
Feeling jealous to the point of raging, Du Shuwei quickly chimed in, "You think you're upper-class just because you borrowed two sets of clothes? Don't even think about getting in like that."
Because we were at the gate, other people came one after another at this time, but they were all blocked.
Yu Beiting was also among them.
He was the first to arrive, and he also heard Shen Qinghuan calling him a piece of shit.
Yu Beiting stood there, his whole body seemed to be shrouded in a storm. His terrifying aura made others dare not even breathe.
Xu Zhiyan finally sensed the different atmosphere and looked sideways.
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