As Zhao Chunfang finished saying, "Find yourself a rich patron," the air seemed to freeze for a moment.
Jiang Ci's face darkened, her stomach churning with an indescribable mixture of revulsion and humiliation. She opened her mouth to snap back, only to be interrupted by a soft, cold scoff beside her.
It was Shen Yufeng.
The harmless, smiling squint had vanished from his face, replaced by undisguised disgust and condescending contempt.
He could not even be bothered to look at Zhao Chunfang. He merely tilted his head toward Jiang Ci and said quietly, with a hint of reassurance, "Don't explain yourself to her. It's beneath you."
Shen Yufeng's attitude could not have been clearer. With his status and pride, he disdained offering even a word of explanation to a middle-aged woman who behaved so unreasonably and had such a filthy mind-it was utter contempt born of the gulf in their social standing and outlook.
Jiang Ci understood the meaning in his eyes and forced down the rebuke that had risen to her lips.
She took a deep breath and turned her gaze back to Zhao Chunfang, leaving only cold resolve in her eyes. "Listen carefully. This is nothing like what you're imagining. And I've already made myself perfectly clear: from this day forward, our ties are severed. You'll get the minimum parental support required by law only after you've completely lost the ability to work. Until then, you won't get another penny from me. My life is no longer any of your business!"
"You! You heartless..." Zhao Chunfang was about to make another scene when hurried footsteps approached.
A slightly portly, shrewd-looking middle-aged man in a suit hurried over with several security guards. The commotion had evidently alerted the casino's owner.
The moment he arrived, he spotted Shen Yufeng, and