Zong Siyan hadn't opened her eyes to look at Jiang Na since the beginning.
In her eyes, Jiang Na was nothing more than an accessory sent over, just like Tang Jin who Ye Changan held in his embrace; she felt that aside from Ye Changan and Xie Ci, there was no one else present worth a second glance.
Thus, when the other party spoke those words, she finally deigned to take a proper look at Jiang Na.
She slightly curled her lips, letting out a cold snort.
"Did I speak to you?"
That arrogant attitude instantly furrowed Xie Ci's brows, who had been hiding behind Jiang Na.
He was neither a well-behaved youth nor someone with a meek temperament.
