Not far away, Wen Qianxue slammed her wine glass down hard onto the marble countertop.
She stared with venomous eyes at the two people over there, her long, slender manicured nails practically itching to tear through the bag in her grip, her bright red lips bitten raw.
"That person really is Wen Xuyu. Even the bracelet is on her wrist... Why does she always have to steal everything from me?"
Chapter 21