Hearing the old man's words, Gong Ziyi not only did not calm down but instead exploded in rage, "Don't talk to me about any ulterior motives. I've loved Song Weiyin since she was in her teens. All these years, I've watched her grow up little by little, mature little by little. She's dignified, beautiful, pristine, with not a speck of dust — the most perfect woman in the world."
"Now, she's shown up in front of the cameras, arm in arm with that despicable bastard Shen Qiang. And now, you still tell me to calm down? If I continue to be calm, she'll end up sleeping with Shen Qiang! Do you understand?"
Gong Ziyi roared angrily.
But the old man remained unmoved and said, "They have the ability to avoid all the entertainment reporters but they didn't, there's a trick to this."
Gong Ziyi raged, "I don't care whether there's a trick or not, I don't want to face Shen Qiang's smug face tomorrow. Go kill him for me, right now, immediately!"
