Susan was completely shocked, her whole body appearing to have collapsed to the ground.
Her hands trembled uncontrollably.
Ou Mama and Ou Grandma were completely dumbfounded, their faces full of confusion.
What on earth is going on here?
Qiao Qianmo completely ignored the cold sweat on Susan's forehead. Gripping Susan's arm, she continued jeering, "Xiyan, are you done talking? A fraud? Susan's information has been meticulously verified many times over—where on earth is there a fraud?"
Standing calmly to the side throughout the whole confrontation was Ou Jue, who had arrived together with Xia Xiyan.
His facial features were sharp and profound.
Cool and aloof, but exuding a dignified elegance.
Even when he simply crossed his arms and leaned nonchalantly against the windowsill, the sheer attractiveness of his posture was almost too much to bear.
His pitch-black eyes, as dark as ink, had been fixated on Xiyan the entire time as she unleashed her overwhelming battle stance.
