After some thought, An Xiaoning said, "How about this? I'll free up a room in the office and allow her to stay there instead. Since she's your savior, we can't ill-treat her. What do you think?"
"Do you not want her to stay here?"
"Of course, I hate the idea of her staying here. Apart from me, Qingyue, Yangyang, Auntie Chen, and the maids, no other girls like her or Bu Xianxian are welcome in this house. We must repay our gratitude to your saviors, but there's always another way to do it," she said bluntly.
"You're so petty."
An Xiaoning said gleefully, "Yes, I may be petty, but I'm better than you. Someone over here is so much pettier than I am, how dare he have the cheek to criticize me?"
"Who… does… someone refer to? Me?" he asked, pointing at himself.
She remained silent while sitting on the couch.
"I'm asking you, were you referring to me?"
"Yes, I was. I was talking about you. You're just asking the obvious."
