Liu Shimei discovered that people always had to go through experiences to grow up. After being forced to fight alone, was Liu Yan'er somewhat more mature than before?
She said lightly, "Whatever it is, go ahead and say it. As for whether I'm willing to discuss it and what results we can achieve through discussion, it depends on my mood!"
"..." This person's words were infuriating. Liu Yan'er had to take deep breaths over and over again to endure it.
After managing to hold her temper, she said, "Double Seventh Festival Poetry Gathering at Yuebin Pavilion. I suppose you've already received the invitation."
"With your limp, you still want to go to Yuebin Pavilion?" Liu Shimei raised an eyebrow, mocking.
Well, she never had a kind word for her.
She had reached an agreement with Liu Fuyun to elevate Liu Yan'er's status. But there was no agreement that she would treat Liu Yan'er kindly.
