Bab 71: Chapter 65 Too Impolite

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Banquet hall.

Every sentence uttered by Xiao Mengyu was like a heavy bomb dropped in the venue.

No one spoke.

Only the orchestra continued to play live music.

Each member of the orchestra stared at their sheet music as though it was filled with matters of life and death, not daring to look elsewhere.

The female reporter no longer dared to keep recording.

The male reporter took his equipment to a corner and set fire to it, crying and burning it at the same time.

No one paid attention to him.

But he still felt it was not enough and snatched the microphone from the female reporter's hand, then took out his and her mobile phones and threw them into the fire.

Some people fidgeted uncomfortably.

The clan young masters who had been eager to try anything stood rooted to the spot, no longer making a sound.

Lady An's face turned ashen.

Yet Xiao Mengyu's voice remained as calm as a deep pool: