"By the way, let me share a tip for self-defense: among all the designer bags, the Hermes Birkin Bag is the best for hitting someone. You should be grateful that what I have today is a Dior, or your forehead would have ended up with more than just a small cut," Su Ziceng glared at the few female students still blocking the way, who immediately stepped aside.
"Seeing red as I step out," Su Ziceng glanced at the sky, the sun also veiled in a layer of fresh red, a bloodied sun, "this month, the Wine Shop's business is bound to be booming."
"Utterly useless," after Yu Feng and others took the female student to the infirmary, she immediately made a call to Wen Maixue. The chilling voice and disdainful tone made Yu Feng feel even more aggrieved; it was clearly under the instruction of Senior Sister Wen that she went looking for trouble.
