Mo Yan chuckled softly, crouched down in front of Qiuyue, and with her index finger, gently lifted Qiuyue's chin to size her up. After a look at the grumbling Mo Erni, who seemed eager to rush over, she spoke to Qiuyue in a tone of pity that was half genuine and half feigned, "You don't seem like a fool, so why would you let yourself be used as a pawn so easily? There's animosity between Mo Erni and me, and no one knows her better than I do! She's using you to get at me. Besides seeking revenge, she wants you to be loathed by your young mistress so she can have a chance to present herself in front of your mistress and take your place! Don't be foolish enough to treat a poisonous snake as a sister, or else you won't even know how you died in the end."
Qiuyue's face changed, her eyes flickering with doubt and suspicion as she looked at Mo Yan, clearly not quite believing what she was saying.
