Ruan Tianling, how can you be so unfair to me!
Yan Yue's eyes turned red with anger, and she raised her hands to tear up the property deed—
Jian Yufei was already on guard for this move.
She quickly withdrew the property deed, pointing her finger toward the front door, "Now, there's no need for me to tell you who should roll out!"
Yan Yue slowly stood up, her eyes filled with hatred.
"Jian Yufei, don't be smug... sooner or later, I'll make you taste a fate worse than death!"
"Well, thanks for that, but... you don't carry that much weight for me, I simply don't deign to waste my time fighting with you!"
Jian Yufei spoke slowly, enunciating every word.
Yan Yue felt a surge of blood, suddenly feeling like a ridiculous clown.
She'd always been fighting with Jian Yufei, always comparing herself to her.
And the result... she was never really in her eyes!
She felt she had put in all her effort, but it was like hitting cotton.
So frustrating, so powerless!
