The city wall isn't as thick as your shameless face.
What a case of gratitude turning into hatred over a tiny matter.
The Zhus must have had eight generations of bad luck to raise such an ungrateful creature.
Lin Qing pointed at Zhu Xiangxiang, too angry to speak.
So she had been holding a grudge all this time, hiding it beneath her façade.
"Dear Xiangxiang, your Aunt sent you abroad for your own good. It's not cousin Ming Jing's fault that the two of you don't get along. Your Aunt has already arranged your visa, school, and even the host family you'll stay with, ensuring you won't suffer a single bit. Why can't you understand your Aunt's painstaking efforts? Besides, you're already lucky enough. Greed is not good, attempting too much is bound to end in failure. What you're doing hurts your Aunt deeply."
Lin Ya patted Lin Qing's back gently to soothe her while shaking her head and sighing.
