Xia Ning asked Shen Weiran to sit on the couch and she poured her tea herself.
"Movie Queen Shen, please have some tea," Xia Ning turned to Shen Weiran and said with a smile.
"No need to pretend anymore." Shen Weiran darted a look at the teacup and her eyes fell back onto Xia Ning. "You look a lot like your father."
"You know my father well. Oh, I forgot, you were into my father." Since they started talking about it, Xia Ning did not plan to pretend anymore. She said with a smile, "It can't be that after so many years, you are still in love with my father."
Shen Weiran frowned slightly. "You think I tore your parents apart?"
"Were you that capable?" Xia Ning sneered.
Shen Weiran smiled. "Your personality is like your father's too."
"Of course. I'm my father's daughter. Unlike someone, who's a bastard but still took others' place," Xia Ning said in a mocking way.
