Ji Wei stared coldly at her.
"Tell me, if Rongcheng's number one socialite had soup and food splashed all over her face, do you think it would make tomorrow's headlines? Ah, just the thought of it is so thrilling. Your expression, Miss Ji, would surely be priceless."
Zhu Jianian's expression at this moment was almost deranged, as if humiliating Ji Wei was the only way to appease the turmoil in her heart.
Ji Wei showed no anger in response to her taunting. She continued to look at Zhu Jianian with cold eyes.
It was close.
Soon, Zhu Jianian wouldn't be able to laugh anymore.
Ji Wei's indifference to being provoked only fueled Zhu Jianian's anger further.
Grinding her teeth, she spat, "Even on the brink of death, you still act high and mighty! I'll post your pathetic state online and ruin your reputation until you can't show your face ever again!"
As she said this, Zhu Jianian viciously raised the food container in her hand—
Ring ring ring...
