Anastasia disliked people with a very powerful mouth, hearing that little green tea call Greyven brother after brother, anger rose up in her heart.
'Shut up you, Greyven doesn't have a sister like you, don't climb the relationship here!'
Little Green Tea was dumbfounded by the dislike, with a resigned expression on her face, without knowing it, she would have thought that she had suffered some inhuman abuse.
Asking for help, she looked towards Greyven, but she realised that Greyven wasn't paying attention to her at all, and kept staring at Anastasia.
Saddened by the neglect, the little green tea reached out her hand to pull Greyven's coat, only to be slapped away by a jealous Anastasia.
Anastasia felt in a very bad mood right now, this dead green tea still had to move up to her, isn't this sticking her face out for her to hit?
'Stop looking at Greyven with your pathetic eyes, he won't be heartbroken.'
