“Didn't these people enter without invitation cards as well?” Ding Xuan was a little taken aback.
“I don’t care if they don’t have invitation cards. That’s their business. However, if you don’t have an invitation, you are not welcome here. Get out of here immediately!” Zhang Lan raised her hand and pointed at the door. “Why don’t you take a look at yourself? How dare you just waltz into a place like this?”
Ding Xuan's anger rose. He had even changed into a suit today. Although it did not fit him well, it was considered formal. However, he did not expect to be criticized so.
“Who gave you the right to chase me out?”
“I am the organizer here, which means I have every right to chase you out! Get out of here immediately. As for this woman, you are all dressed up, but you’re just somebody’s mistress. Stop pretending to be rich!” Zhang Lan exclaimed angrily, her words obviously directed at Ji Youyou.
Ji Youyou's facial expression changed, yet she stared at Zhang Lan stubbornly.