Jiang Yingyue did not take Tang Meixing's words to heart. She knew just how much Han Qingshan doted on her, and she was not dumb enough to believe a woman that had shown such antagonism towards her more than once.
Since she ran away crying, and having displayed her real personality in front of Han Qingshan, Jiang Yingyue was more than pleased with the result.
She chuckled slightly as she shook her head. This Tang Meixing was simply too stupid. But she felt no pity for her. She had tried to sow discord between herself and Han Qingshan, and thus, she was never going to be a friend of hers.
Jiang Yingyue closed the door and returned to the kitchen. After having eaten her breakfast and finishing getting ready, she began cleaning.
She had so much spare time now, that she did not know what to do apart from keeping the condo clean and cooking food.
