"Wow, isn't this just steamed? Could there possibly be a boiled version? Zhan Xiaoyao, you haven't taken the wrong medicine, have you? I've already said there's nothing going on, are you in such a hurry to throw mud on your own head, or are you not convinced, looking to pick a fight with me?"
Seeing Lu Mang acting like she was looking for a fight, Zhan Se glanced at the firmly shut door of the hospital room, afraid that waking Yu Yizhen might worsen her condition. Even though she knew that her sister was lying, she felt compelled to compromise.
Rubbing her temples, she looked at Lu Mang with a tone that grew heavier.
"Alright! Let's not talk about that. Keep your voice down, don't wake Mom."
Lu Mang let out a cold, mocking snort. A girl like her, naive with a volatile temper, saw herself at an advantage and couldn't help but flaunt it – her tail was up in the air.
"Sister, I really want to know why you're so reluctant to introduce me to my brother-in-law's cousin."
