Every time Xia Yangyang acted so unaffected and playful…
It always unsettled Xia Weiwei.
"Xia Yangyang, what exactly do you want to do?"
Ever since Yangyang appeared, Weiwei's mind had been in a state of panic.
Whenever she saw that face, it felt like a perpetual reminder that she was just a stand-in.
Even after Yangyang appeared, she was not even a stand-in anymore.
Xia Yangyang smiled faintly, "Of course, to make your life difficult."
After speaking, Yangyang went into her room.
Xia Weiwei was left standing at the door.
Her fingers curled into a fist.
She had to come up with a plan.
She had to make Yangyang leave.
Just then, Han Cheng came up, "Miss Weiwei, has Miss Xia upset you again?"
Xia Weiwei replied curtly, "Tomorrow, I don't want to see Xia Yangyang in this house. I don't care how you do it, but she must be driven out."
Just after she said this, Yangyang came down the stairs.
Xia Yangyang was drowsy in her room.
She slept until evening.
