Liu Ruyue stepped forward, her eyes calmly analyzing the situation before her. Her gaze eventually landed on Chen Tian—only for a fleeting moment—before shifting to the Zhu family.
When her eyes met Zhu Lingfeng's arrogant posture, an unmistakable flicker of disgust surfaced in her expression.
Zhu Lingfeng noticed it immediately, and his face darkened.
"You bitch from the Liu family dare to look at my beloved like that?" Han Li, who still clung to Zhu Lingfeng's arm possessively, sneered. Her voice was sharp and dripping with venom.
She locked her gaze onto Liu Ruyue, a thin smile forming on her lips, cruel and mocking.
The conflict between the two sides was clear as day, palpable enough to make the air feel heavy.
Liu Ruyue raised a brow, her face cool and expressionless. She had no interest in stooping to Han Li's level. Verbal squabbles were beneath her.
She saw right through Han Li's attempt to provoke her and refused to be baited. Her voice was calm, indifferent.
