"Did I get the scar-faced man to come here and slander me?"
"Ye Muxue, you committed evil deeds. It's one thing if you don't want to admit them, but why do you have to be so shameless and push all the blame to others?"
Ye Caitang stepped on Ye Muxue's chest. Her beautiful eyes brimmed with coldness and dark murderous fury.
"I'm not your mother. I don't have to put up with you unconditionally."
"You'd better not mess with me in the future. I won't spoil you anymore."
When Ye Muxue saw the darkness in Ye Caitang's eyes, she instantly cowered in fear.
"Caitang, my dear sister… I know I was wrong. Can you forgive me? I won't treat you like this again. We used to be so good in the past. How can you bear to…"
"Shut up. I'm not your sister. My mother only has one daughter—me." Ye Caitang typed as she glared at Ye Muxue coldly.
Ye Caitang withdrew her foot and moved her red lips silently.
"Get lost."
