The last syllable "brother" was heavily stressed, sounding intentional, yet her demeanor appeared nonchalant.
Shi Mei stood in front of her, his gaze slowly turning deep and icy cold, instantly lowering the air pressure around, chilling to the bone as if stepping into an ice cellar.
Shi Keke brought the wine glass to her lips, sipped a bit of red wine, then elegantly swirled it and held it out to Shi Mei, "Would you like a drink?"
Her seemingly casual gesture carried an indescribable allure, Shi Mei remained unmoved, without even a word of refusal.
As the standoff between the two persisted, murmurs from bystanders began to be heard.
"Isn't she the Shi Family's missy?"
"Yes, I saw her two years ago. They say a woman changes greatly every eighteen years, but this girl hasn't changed much at all from childhood. She's always been so beautiful."
"Wonder if it's the Feng Shui of the Shi Family or good deeds from a past life, but their whole family is really something."
