Hong Gu tilted her head, not looking the least bit embarrassed as she looked at the person who had just spoken. She retorted with a sharp tongue:
"If you aren't some ruthless capitalist, how could you exploit people like this? It's late at night, you won't let them rest—what else are you trying to do?"
Zhao Tiezhu stared at her, guessing she must be the Hong Gu from Han Piaoxue's entourage. She carried an air of distinction, yet the moment she opened her mouth, she sounded like a shrew. He shot back with equal bluntness:
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