Shi Yu walked into Xiao Xuanzi's home with the air of a queen, and sat on the worn-out sofa, pointing her finger at Xiao Xuanzi.
"Tell me, give me a reason. Xiao Xuanzi, before you betrayed me, I always thought we were friends."
Xiao Xuanzi has been tormented by fear these days, and when Shi Yu asked her, she couldn't help but speak up.
"Friends? That's what you thought, Shi Yu. You always had everything you wanted. When we lived in the Dayuan, your family was better off than mine. I couldn't afford the skirt I wanted, but you always had it easily, and you even complained to me that you didn't like it. I hated your charity, giving me things you didn't want!"
Qiao Zhen couldn't stand it anymore, what was this stupid woman rambling about?
