He Xiyan was stunned and her brows knitted tightly together in a second.
The voice was so familiar that it was sharp enough to prick her ear like a bug bite. She told Qin Xiaoyu to walk forward, pretending she couldn't hear her.
Xia Yuwei rushed over, opened her arms and blocked in front of He Xiyan.
She was wearing a long black down jacket, wrapped up like a rice dumpling.
She stared at He Xiyan with her eyes full of disgust, and of course, jealousy.
He Xiyan looked icy, she gripped her fingers, and her eyes had shown signs of impatience.
She hated the woman who had taken her husband, but it was all over now and she was done with it. She had a new life, and the people she had hated in the past no longer mattered to her.
"Out with it. I have no time to chat with you. He Xiyan glanced at Xia Yuwei, spoke impatiently. Qin xiaoyu snorted coldly, looked at Xia Yuwei with deeply dislike.
