"…But she is not out to do anything evil, like setting up sisters. It must have been the maid who persuaded her to do so! The maid grew up with her miss, and her miss adores her deeply. She even tried to turn me against her a few days ago, so I lectured Wei! I thought she had changed herself, but apparently, she came up with a new idea like this! I will definitely punish her now! How terrible!"
"Xuan," Madame Qiao tried to present herself as friendly, "You are a very kind-hearted and understanding girl, and you barely need our care. Your sister is misguided, and I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive her."
Qiao Wei clenched her hand tightly, feeling the stinging pain. She bit her lip, consumed by distress. Since when did she have to beg Qiao Xuan for forgiveness?
Qiao Wei's heart ached, overwhelmed by the sheer humiliation of the situation. She couldn't comprehend what was happening—was it all just a terrible dream?
