"Lu Qingyi, I really regret it actually."
Yao Meishu looked at Lu Qingyi's overly exquisite face and surprisingly said that sentence.
Lu Qingyi raised her eyebrows, quietly waiting for Yao Meishu's continuation.
"I regret not strangling you directly."
Yao Meishu continued.
"There is no such thing as a regret medicine in this world."
Lu Qingyi sneered, her eyes on Yao Meishu were cold.
What she didn't do before is now an impossibility.
"I thought throwing you in such a place would turn you mediocre, but I didn't expect I was the one who was wrong."
Yao Meishu glared at Lu Qingyi. How outstanding is Lu Qingyi? She didn't know. She only knew that Lu Qingyi was better than Lu Jiayue, better than her own daughter.
She originally thought that by throwing Lu Qingyi into a village, Lu Qingyi would become mediocre, unable to compete with her lavishly raised daughter. She didn't expect she was utterly wrong.
Lu Qingyi turned out to be even more outstanding than Lu Jiayue.
