"Su Qianxun, you really have no shame! Do you think you can cling on to the young master just because you have a pretty face, you sl*t!"
Qi Min was still young after all, and she was already driven mad by jealousy. Whenever she thought about how Long Sijue showered that b*tch with love and care, she felt so jealous that her heart ached.
Lately, every time she came home for the weekend, she would overhear the servants discussing Long Sijue's attitude towards Su Qianxun, which was very uncharacteristic of him. Qi Min had never heard of such instances in Jin Garden throughout all her years there.
"Qi Min, if you like Long Sijue, go ahead and woo him yourself instead of barking at me!" Su Qianxun's expression turned grim. Because of her sophisticated upbringing, she did not like to use vulgar terms like Qi Min did.
