Su Niannian wished she could go live and broadcast to everyone the sight of the older green tea-bitch who tried to steal her sister's fiancé being humiliated in public.
Liu Wan ran up with feigned concern, hesitating to help Su Miaomiao.
"Niannian, why are you so careless? You damaged your sister's shoes, you should compensate her, otherwise she'll be mad again," Liu Wan said.
Su Niannian held her champagne with a helpless expression.
"But, mom, I've never even seen this brand of shoes my sister's wearing, how can I compensate her?" she replied.
"What brand? They're just some street stall goods," Liu Wan blurted out, then covered her mouth on purpose.
"Look at my big mouth, Miaomiao, I didn't mean to say that out loud," Liu Wan quickly backpedaled.
"I know you've always been proud, even willing to let your husband take out high-interest loans just to maintain appearances and save face," she continued.
