Chapter 42: What Isn't Selling?

Su Jiao lowered her voice, her tone filled with threat and hostility.

Su Lu couldn't be bothered with her and did not respond.

She simply treated Su Jiao's words as a fart that the sea breeze dissipated.

After all, those with some discernment or slightly higher emotional intelligence would have let it go.

But Su Jiao evidently wasn't that person, or perhaps, she had grown accustomed to speaking rudely to Su Lu for a long time.

Therefore, even outside, she couldn't restrain herself right away.

She followed beside Su Lu, "What are you doing here! Aren't you the one who wouldn't even answer my calls, acting all high and mighty!"

Su Jiao strutted around like a proud rooster.

Su Lu still couldn't be bothered with her and merely glanced indifferently towards the other side of the deck.

Bo Jingshen was standing among several men; she only recognized Yan Sui and Jiang Li, the others seemed to be local prodigies from Hai City, probably friends of Jiang Li.