Nobody expected Wu Qiyi, who always seemed above everyone and indifferent to trivial matters around her, would step forward. As soon as she spoke, the entire evening reception fell silent, and even the background music playing was turned down lower.
At this moment, everybody's eyes were on Wu Qiyi, and they also began to speculate on how she would handle the situation.
"Hey, based on what you know about Miss Wu, how will she deal with these two people, especially the guy? He's quite handsome, just my type," whispered a silly girl to her companion.
"How else to deal with it but to beat them out with a stick? Handsome? Humph, these days, what use is a man who looks better than Pan An but has no money, no power? At most, he'll be a toy boy for some fat and ugly old lady."