At the same time, Huahua relayed everything happening in the carriage to Jiang Shuyue in real time.
Before Jiang Shuyue could give the Fourth Prince a thumbs-up, she launched into a torrent of abuse at Lan Ruoyue.
Jiang Shuyue: [Fucking hilarious. She wants to drug me at my second brother's wedding and get a few vagrants to have their way with me.]
[Has she pulled so many dirty tricks in CEO romances that her brain's stuffed with shit?]
[It's my second brother's wedding banquet. Could vagrants even get through the Jiang Family's gates? There's a limit to flights of fancy! If you don't want your brain, you can give it to me. I wouldn't mind smashing it with a hammer!]
Zhou Yunshen's fingers tightened.
Crack!
The glass holding his juice shattered into pieces, spilling juice all over the table.
Distracted by this, Jiang Shuyue hurriedly wrapped his hand in her handkerchief.
"Vill-no, darling, are you all right? How did the glass break?"
"Poor quality, probably."
"What the hell? Such a big restaurant, and they're giving us shoddy goods! I don't care-we're getting a discount on this meal!"
The manager came over after hearing the commotion and was frightened too.
After apologizing profusely, he had the table cleaned and brought them a fresh pot of fine tea, even using a top-quality tea set.
Seeing that Zhou Yunshen's clothes had been stained, Jiang Shuyue breathed a sigh of relief. [Thank goodness. My husband's clothes are expensive. As long as they aren't ruined.]
Everyone was speechless. They had thought she was concerned about Zhou Yunshen, but it turned out she was concerned about his clothes.
Zhou Yunshen didn't mind, though. Liking his clothes meant she indirectly liked him. That wasn't bad either.
What concerned him most now was how to kill Lan Ruoyue.