She said she wasn't afraid, but the underlying meaning of her words was obviously a reminder to Rong Yan not to pick fights with her.
Rong Yan sneered, observing her fierce façade and provocatively arching her eyebrows, "Fu Ya, if I were you, I'd keep a lower profile, at least not presenting myself on a platter. You've said it yourself: I now have a sugar daddy and backing, and you saw my sugar daddy just dropped me off at the company. At the very least, it shows he still likes me a lot at this stage. Your family owns shares in KT Entertainment, but you're just a minor shareholder. Coming to me every day to stir up trouble, have you ever considered the day you might anger me, and I simply whisper in my sugar daddy's ear?"
"You—you're shameless!" Fu Ya's face turned beet red with anger, "If you have the guts, come at me directly. Let's have a fair fight. What's so great about using your connections?"
