Bai Jiaru’s fingertips turned white from the force; she dug them unconsciously into her handbag, leaving a visible scratch on the expensive crocodile leather. Pale-faced, she maintained a shred of dignity, tossed out a perfunctory remark, and hurried away.
"Huh? She’s just leaving like that?" Jiang Yuchi picked up her coffee, took a sip, and set it down with a look of disdain. It was all Bai Jiaru’s fault—her coffee had gone cold and lost its flavor.
The delicate coffee cup had barely kissed the tabletop when a hand reached out from behind Jiang Yuchi and snatched it away. Startled, she turned around and locked eyes with Jiang Zhiyi.
Chapter 178