Diya looked down at Su Wan. Her voice was no longer gentle, but sounded like she was gritting her teeth.
Fiennes frowned. He glanced at Diya's face, which was distorted by anger, and felt a little disappointed.
He understood his sister's mood, but no matter what, Diya was acting too much like a street shrew. There wasn't even a shred of resemblance to a noble lady.
Many times, he felt that Su Wan, who was sitting on the sickbed, looked much better than Diya.
However, he could not say such things to Diya. His sister was extremely proud. If she were to learn from Su Wan, she would probably go crazy from anger.
Thinking of this, Fiennes reached out and grabbed Diya's arm, advising her very seriously.
"Diya, you're a girl. How can you be so rough? You even make Miss Su bark like a dog..."
"Brother, you only know how to speak up for her!"
Diya's eyes were red. She was so angry that she could not help but tremble!
