"Silence him..."
Upon hearing this, Chu Siyu’s expression shifted instantly, a flicker of fury flashing in her eyes. It was true that she had intended to silence him. But the outcome—it had been as if she were delivering herself into the jaws of a tiger, serving herself up as a meal for nothing.
"That good-for-nothing Lin Fan? Aside from his imperial blood and his stubborn tongue, he is a complete waste. How could he ever be a match for sisters like us?"
Chapter 87