Mo Qiang was speechless. She stared at her sister and carefully appraised her expressions, and to her horror, she realised that Mo Xifeng actually meant what she said!
This damned sister of hers! If she was any younger, Mo Qiang would have smacked her bottom!
"I have no idea what you are on, but let's go," Mo Qiang didn't want to know the reason behind Mo Xifeng's sudden weirdness. Because she knew that if she was to press the matter, Mo Xifeng would only insult her further.
What did she mean by — that staying close to her made it easier for a person to be hated? She was an ace when it came to interpersonal and social relationships, alright.
Did she even have any idea how many sacrificial lambs jumped into the fiery pit because of her smooth tongue?
"You mean to say that you were skilled in lying," Xiao Jiao offered from the side. Her eyes carried a hint of disdain as she looked at Mo Qiang.
