Long Ju clenched her fingers. She glared at Mo Qiang who was leaning back on the couch, she refused to admit that there was anything wrong with her territory. She said, "What kind of nonsense are you talking about?" She questioned with a stubborn expression.
Furthermore, she even ignored the glare that was aimed at her head by her mother and continued, "My territory is fine. We don't have any problems——"
"Ah, Ah, there is no need for you to be like this now," Mo Qiang smugly leaned her head to the side and then said, "There is no need for you to hide it from me. We are pals, aren't we? You sent me a wonderful gift and I sent one back."
She then took her legs off the table and then leaned forward. One of her arms was resting on her legs as Mo Qiang raised her sly gaze and looked at Long Ju who was trembling with anger.
