"Is our situation the same as yours? There's simply no comparison. She's not someone important."
After saying this, Tang Yuxiu inexplicably felt a bit uneasy. Is Gu Yan really not someone important?
Xiang Linghao looked at him with disdain, "Young Master Tang, I'm waiting for the day you slap yourself in the face."
"You won't wait for that day."
Gu Yan, who was coming down the stairs, inadvertently heard the conversation between Tang Yuxiu and Xiang Linghao, and her heart suddenly twisted.
The right hand that was already struggling to hold the IV drip suddenly lost all its strength, causing the IV drip to slip from her hand.
The sudden shattering sound made the three men in the living room look over simultaneously.
Gu Yan was a bit dazed and took a hasty step back, but the liquid still splashed onto her shoes and pants.
