1778. Is it so difficult to admit that you are a loser?

Gu Junhao saw her attitude and wasn't angry.

In his eyes, Xue Lan was just a pitiful and pathetic joke. She not only didn't realize it, but also had a very good self-esteem, feeling superior to others while being harsh to them.

How could he possibly pay attention to an ant like her, just as an elephant would not care about an ant's expression?

He put on his usual smile and said:

"I'm here for my brother."

"Your brother?"

Xue Lan sneered, "You're truly the son of a vixen, so good at being clingy like your mother. But let me tell you, the son of a mistress who can't be shown in public is not worthy of being my son's brother."

Gu Junhao was not angered by her, but just smiled and said:

"Mrs. Gu, have you now fallen to the point where you have to belittle others to deceive yourself into feeling superior?"

It was as if a cat's tail had been stepped on, Xue Lan's face twitched fiercely, and then she heard Gu Junhao say: