Jian Xi smiled and said proudly to Song Jia, "Auntie, you should go see President Qiao! He's sick, and your opportunity to show concern has come."
"You!" Song Jia was furious, "Your dad is right; you are a rebellious daughter!"
The facade of the kind-hearted stepmother that had been maintained for many years finally collapsed.
Jian Xi smiled and waved her hand: "Bye-bye!"
Song Jia stomped her foot and left.
Nan Mufeng watched Jian Xi's smugness and laughed with her, "Well done!"
"I am quite cunning, and you still have time to call off the engagement," Jian Xi said, batting her eyes.
Old Master Nan came over and sighed with relief, "Girl, Ah Wan is blessed to have a daughter like you!"
A mist rose in the depths of Jian Xi's eyes.
Blessing? She didn't know. Reborn, she had come here following the original owner's obsession, and incidentally provided herself a new environment to survive in.
