She's doing it to anger her, it's clear she's trying to anger her, and what's even clearer is that Xing Wan truly got angry—
"You... Qiaoqiao, you..."
Officials are allowed to start fires, but are commoners not allowed to light lamps? Hearing this, Xing Wan got so angry she almost couldn't catch her breath. She loved Yi Shaotian, but his indifferent attitude towards her was a fact. She experienced every bitterness and harshness, and her hatred towards Lian Qiao grew even more.
However, she always made it a habit to present herself as the weaker party, her pitiful appearance really made one want to slap a smile onto her face.
The pitiful thing is...
Miss Xing Wan really wasn't faking it this time. Covering her chest, her eyes rolled back, and with a soft call of 'Brother Tian,' she collapsed to the ground and fainted!
Lian Qiao froze, secretly shocked...
She wasn't Zhuge Liang, and Xing Wan wasn't Zhou Yu; she couldn't just die from anger, could she?
Amitabha Buddha!
