Gu Jiaojiao saw Second Uncle Gu and Auntie Gu looking like they wanted to tear her to shreds, especially the woman, whose face was a savage, twisted mask.
'When did I ever offend them? This is the first time I've ever met them, isn't it!'
"Dad, it's a miracle you haven't gone crazy after being neighbors with people like this for so long. You're all so resilient!"
To Second Uncle Gu, Gu Jiaojiao's smiling face was like a demon baring its fangs from a bloody maw.
It filled Second Uncle Gu with disgust and revulsion. Unable to contain his rage, he tore the shoe from his foot, intending to hurl it at Gu Jiaojiao.
"Go on, I dare you."
Two chilly voices spoke out at the same time. That, combined with Su Shuochi's death glare—as cold and sharp as a blade—successfully froze Second Uncle Gu's hand in mid-air.
Clutching the shoe, Second Uncle Gu neither dared to throw it nor was he willing to back down. He nearly suffocated on his own pent-up rage.
