His eyes darted frantically across Shen Jintang's face. He was about to explain when he was suddenly slapped across the face.
"Smack!"
The crisp sound echoed in the room, and Gu Zhixing's face turned slightly from the slap, burning with pain.
He suddenly stood up, his eyes widening instantly as he stared at Shen Jintang in disbelief.
He slowly raised his hand to cover his slapped cheek, his eyes filled with shock and grievance.
“Shen Jintang, you…”
He covered his face, his voice trembling slightly.
It was less about pain and more about the shock of being humiliated.
He had never been slapped in the face before, especially not in such an ambiguous and awkward situation.
"presumptuous!"
Shen Jintang's voice was deep and hoarse, as if squeezed from the depths of his throat, carrying a drunken languor, yet still exuding an undeniable authority.
Although her eyes were unfocused, the aura she exuded was still sharp as she looked down at Gu Zhixing.
Gu Zhixing was stunned, a look of astonishment and disbelief flashing in his eyes.
He was a prince, used to being flattered, and had never been insulted like this before.
But at this moment, he couldn't quite tell who the real heir was.
"Shen Jintang, if you continue to speak like that, I will get angry."
Gu Zhixing suppressed his displeasure and put on a dignified appearance in an attempt to salvage the situation.
Shen Jintang merely snorted coldly, her eyes filled with disdain: "Angry? What are you? You idiot, you dare to be angry with me?"
Her voice was low, as if she were mocking someone, or talking to herself, with a drunken disdain in her tone.
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