"Grandma, I didn't hide it from you intentionally. I have my plans; it's…" She eyed the layer of dust in the corner, which was as thick as the number of issues in her heart, yet it was all messed up by her grandmother.
"'What? Pray tell me what you plan to do.
"When were you ever not serious, yet what was the outcome each time? Which time have you ever won against that b*tch? Pray tell me: When have you succeeded? If not for me giving you ideas, don't even bother mentioning success—you don't even have the capability to fight with Pei Ge."
Her castigation was like a blunt weapon that thrust in Qu Jingwan's heart. She did want to win against that woman, even if it was a small victory, but the latter either coincidentally avoided it or had Ji Ziming's help. She had never once truly won against her.
"Believe me; I am serious this time."
"'Serious.' Are you telling me that you haven't been serious before? Tell me first: What does Pei Ge have on you?"
