The voice arose, but Wen Mian was too lazy to argue back.
Even if Pei Qingqing despised her, so what?
The current Pei Zhiyao was still by her side, all the jealousy and dissatisfaction were merely Pei Qingqing's own illusions.
However, Pei Qingqing was emotionally charged, her accusations against Wen Mian were unmistakably clear.
"It's all your fault, I'm telling you, Wen Mian, if it weren't for this incident, my brother and my relationship should have been very good," she lamented, "My brother is so good to you, yet you don't cherish it. What exactly do you want to do?"
"Do you know, I have always been envious of you!"
She spoke in fits and starts, her voice steadily tightening.
By the time she finished her sentence, Pei Qingqing nearly burst into tears.
Wen Mian, however, furrowed her brows, a flicker of dissatisfaction swiftly crossing her eyes.
Seizing the opportunity, Wen Mian tried to probe for any news.
