After Lan Yuyi had completely vented, Qiao Lainan dared to approach and speak to her, "Miss Lan, don't be angry anymore. It's not worth harming your own health over someone like Qiao Yin. She would certainly be thrilled if you got angry, so don't fall into her trap!"
Lan Yuyi lifted her head, glaring darkly at Qiao Lainan for a good while without saying anything.
Qiao Lainan felt the hairs on the back of her neck stand up under Lan Yuyi's gloomy gaze, and she couldn't help but ask in a feeble tone, "Miss Lan, why, why are you looking at me like that?"
Lan Yuyi withdrew her gaze and suddenly asked her, "Do you want to marry Lu Lingche and become the Young Madam of the Lu Family?"
Qiao Lainan's heart leaped in panic, and she shook her head in denial, "No, no, I don't want to! I'm not worthy!"
"You don't want to? Then why did you imitate me in the past? Isn't it because you thought Lu Lingche liked my type, and you wanted to try climbing the ranks?"
