With Gu Cenduo around, Yan Ji's blade would certainly not harm Yan Jiaojiao. She had just walked to the dining table when her hand was grabbed. The man pressed his voice, "Yan Ji...",The woman tilted her head slightly, looking at Zhou Shuyue. She just didn't know if she could withstand these relentless barbs. She didn't want to send her father to the hospital with anger on one foot and her mother on the other. That would be too unfilial.,After saying that, she forcefully pulled her hand out of Gu Chenye's palm, leaving behind several people with different expressions, and walked out into the hallway.。