Dan Lingling laughed, suddenly stepping to her side and whispered lightly into her ear, "So what? If I say you are wrong, you are wrong. Di Xiaxia, you want to play politics, you are too naive. Do you think a woman like you is worthy of standing by Di Mingzhe's side? You'll only be a burden to him. Don't you even have the courage to face your own reflection in the mirror and see your true character?
You think a woman of your caliber dares to stain my brother in any way? I tell you, as long as I'm here, I'll never allow you to tarnish my brother's reputation!"
Upon hearing her words, Di Xiaxia was stunned. Her blood seemed to freeze on the spot. Her words were insightful and heavily sarcastic. She said she was a burden to her brother?
She said she tarnished her brother's reputation?
This felt like Di Xiaxia had been hit on the head, feeling a sense of humiliation she had never felt before.
