Xue Yishan's carefully cultivated "grief" was stifled by Xia Yumo's words.
She knew she couldn't keep playing in front of Xia Yumo, and she even wished she could tear Xia Yumo's arrogant face right now.
But she was Qi Xiao's younger sister, and she couldn't offend her easily now.
Although Qi Xiao may have a misunderstanding about her now, she won't give up so easily. As long as she has the chance to get along with Qi Xiao, he will naturally know that she is not such a terrible person.
"Cousin's wife, I know that I may have overdone it before, and I truly understand that I was wrong..."
"Xue Yishan, let's be frank. I don't have the time to talk nonsense with you here."
Xia Yumo raises her eyebrows, her gaze on Xue Yishan, not hiding the mockery in it.
"I despise you not for how you followed Xue Lan to humiliate me. In my eyes, neither of you two really matter..."
