"Sister, which one do you like? I specially chose both."
Zhang Ning smiled arrogantly, as if she had already decided to watch her make a fool of herself.
She didn't know that the cupboard, which she thought was full of rags, was filled with jewelry and clothes she couldn't afford.
Qi Ying sneered. She picked up the clothes from the bed and stuffed them into Zhang Ning's arms. "I don't need these. Take them back."
"What do you mean? Don't tell me you're going to my concert wearing the unorthodox rags of yours? Are you trying to embarrass the Zhang family?" Zhang Ning reprimanded.
"To think that Mom and I helped you out of kindness, but you treated our kindness like this and even said that you didn't need it." Zhang Ning unfolded her dress and showed it to Qi Ying.
She could already imagine how ugly Qi Ying would look in these two clothes.
