The girl's voice was resounding, carrying a hint of chill as she said to her, 'Take your hand away!' Su Wan'er looked into Su Ci's clear eyes. She had never really looked at this clown girl from the countryside before, but now that she did, she felt that these clear eyes were dazzling and captivating. 'Su Ci, how dare you speak to me like this!' As soon as Su Wan'er finished speaking, Su Ci's slender white hand reached out, grabbed her wrist, and then gently twisted it. Crack. A crisp sound of breaking bones echoed. When the severe pain swept over, 'Ah,' Su Wan'er screamed. 'Wan'er!' Madam Su and Su Jun immediately rushed over, shielding Su Wan'er in their arms. 'Wan'er has broken a bone! Doctor, call a doctor quickly!' 'Su Ci, what are you doing? You actually laid a hand on your cousin, who is a top supermodel and the future Mrs. Fu. If anything happens to her, you couldn't pay for it with ten lives!' The living room instantly became chaotic. Su Ci's expression was indifferent, 'She started it, and I warned her, but she didn't listen, so I had to defend myself.' 'You you you!' Su Wan'er broke out in a cold sweat from the pain, she glared fiercely at Su Ci, and then suddenly noticed the princess hairpin on Su Ci's head. What a beautiful hairpin, it must be worth a fortune. Who gave it to her? 'It seems that dinner is off, then I'll be leaving first.'

Su Ci turned and left. Madam Su was infuriated. A well-intentioned celebration banquet had been turned upside down by this clownish girl from the countryside. It was outrageous! ... The doctor came over, and fortunately, Su Wan'er had not suffered any fractures or sprains, but her hand still needed several days of rest. Su Wan'er opened her computer and began searching for the pearl hairpin that Su Ci was wearing on her head. She quickly found it—it was a 'princess' hairpin. When she saw the price, she gasped. This hairpin was so expensive! Who gave it to Su Ci? Was it that bald old man? He was actually so generous. Although Su Wan'er looked down on that bald old man, her heart was now burning with envy and jealousy. A man sending a 'princess' hairpin to a girl and having her wear it was a bit of a taboo in terms of affection. No one had ever given her such a thing. Why should that clownish girl from the countryside get it? That clownish girl seemed to have a grandmother she depended on for life... Su Wan'er suddenly thought of something. She took out her phone and dialed a number. 'Hello, Mr. Song, I have something I need to trouble you with. There's a clownish girl from the countryside in our Su family named Su Ci. Last night, she checked into a room with a bald old man, and her private life is extremely chaotic. Now, my family wants to discipline her. She has a grandmother in the hospital. Could you please remove her grandmother's oxygen mask and throw her out of the hospital?'

At this moment, Song Zilin was with Wen Shaoqian. Upon hearing that the clown girl his second brother fancied was actually from the countryside and had stayed in a hotel room with another man, his disgust for Su Ci reached its peak. Song Zilin immediately agreed, 'Okay.' After hanging up the phone, Wen Shaoqian looked up at Song Zilin and said, 'Zilin, don't blame me for not warning you, Nancheng is currently on a business trip outside, you'd better leave Su Ci alone.' Song Zilin replied nonchalantly, 'Brother Shaoqian, I just want to teach that clown girl a lesson, to stop her from seducing my second brother.'