Li Beier felt like she was about to lose her mind. She had to beg this irritating woman?!
Begging Li Lei was fine, after all, he had his Young Master Li status, and even if it was embarrassing to grovel, she could live with it. However, begging this irritating woman was another story. Who was she? Not long ago she had bumped into her and saw her dressed in last season's discount clothes! How did she deserve to receive her begging? She could not accept this!
Li Beier's face was ashen in her anger, and she glared at Xia Ling with much hatred.
Xia Ling continued sipping at her tea, her white fingers holding on to the glass cup and admiring the rose petals that were dancing within her cup. She did not even spare a glance at Li Beier. The one being humiliated wasn't her, she could take her time.
The situation reached a deadlock.
