Shui Youran took a sip of wine and said, "Xiao Yaoyao, what will it take for you to ditch Leng Changrui? Someone as beautiful and pure as you, like a White Lotus, shouldn't be paired with that cold-faced ice man." Shui Youran said this suddenly, with an air of righteous indignation, completely out of the blue.
"Pfft""Cough cough..."
Xiao Yao hadn't swallowed her wine yet; upon hearing this, she spat it all out. And she had a black line on her face at being compared to that pure White Lotus. Of all things to be compared to, why a White Lotus? Everyone knows that "White Lotus" is one of the most hated types of women in later generations.
"Bang," Shui Youran took another punch, flying several meters away.
The elders sitting at the table were stunned and motionless.
All the younger ones were wide-eyed with shock.
