And the one who caused her so much suffering was none other than Liu Sisi, standing before her eyes.
Even though she had become a princess, it did nothing to diminish the surging hatred in Ms. Wang's heart.
Watching Ms. Wang glaring at her, Liu Sisi suddenly found it amusing, and immediately waved her hands dismissively.
"You don't need to come and thank me specially, I've never cared about these things anyway."
Ms. Wang was well into her thirties by now, and even though she was adorned with gold and silver and desperately trying to dress up, she couldn't outshine those delicate young girls.
Wang Ziyan, though average in appearance and a fatty among middle-aged uncles, perfectly fit what people of the time thought of men—an era when people always believed fatness symbolized prosperity.
To match Ms. Wang with Wang Ziyan was like a dog's breakfast!
How could Ms. Wang ever be a match for him?
