"How could that be possible?" Mi Yuezhen was convinced that Jiang Nanfei was lying, doubting, "A rural person like you must be lying. Aunt Chen, don't believe them."
"Ha! Just because you are foolish doesn't mean the rest of the world is too!" He Shasha could hardly bear it any longer, "Nanfei, let's go. Staying any longer is simply an insult to us."
"You shut up! You have no right to speak here." Mi Yuezhen was utterly infuriated with He Shasha, "What are you anyway?"
"What the hell are you?" He Shasha rolled up her sleeves.
"Just a moment ago, I let you off the hook out of respect for Nanfei, but now you've crossed the line. You really think your grandfather being a university professor makes you great? Half of your Art Academy's Exhibition Hall was built with donations from my family."
Before her death, He Shasha's mother had a passion for art. Together with the Gongxi Family, they donated money to build the now renowned Art Academy Exhibition Hall.
