"Look at what you've done. This wedding gown of mine costs tens of thousands, and now it's stained with your red wine. How am I supposed to face people?" Ye Rouxin stood up, her face full of disgust.
Huangfu Yu merely glanced at her indifferently.
Ye Rouxin gritted her teeth, softening her voice, "Fine, fine, it's my sister's wedding day, let's not argue over this! You may leave!"
After saying this, she gave Huangfu Yu a slight smile.
Men do like gentle and gracious women, despite being furious, Ye Rouxin forced herself to maintain a calm façade.
Corners of Huangfu Yu's mouth curved into a thin smile.
Though the smile was faint, it sent Ye Rouxin into fits of excitement. Her heart pounded violently, her hands tightly intertwined. Initially, she planned to clean her wine-stained skirt in the restroom, but with Jiang Shiyi's departure, she found it hard to take leave.
