Gu Lejia wouldn't listen to these explanations. "Did someone put you up to this? You did it on purpose, didn't you? Don't forget, this is the Gu family. We won't allow you to treat us from the Gu Family like trash."
Jin Qianqian originally wanted to just watch the drama unfold and let it go after listening, but she hadn't expected the fire to spread to her.
She slammed her teacup down and abruptly stood up, raising her voice. "Stop speaking in such a passive-aggressive tone. If you're so uncomfortable staying here, then get the hell out! I'm not going to coddle you."
Saying this, she walked to the door and glared at Gu Lejia, who was standing at the kitchen entrance.
"Aunt Seven, you're home?" Gu Lejia looked momentarily uncomfortable, but he quickly regained his self-righteousness. "This old hag treats people differently based on their status. She knows perfectly well that I can't eat seafood, yet she added it to every single dish! We can't keep someone like this in our home."
