"You…"
Ning Xi was intentionally being very frustrating, especially with how she wove sarcasm within her words and left no room for rebuttal.
After speaking to Liang Biqin and Zhao Meixin, Ning Xi turned to Su Yimo with an innocent face, "Senior Su, I know that this is your favourite piece of clothing...I mustered quite some courage to ask you to give it to me...actually, I’ve regretted what I just said! I shouldn’t take away the things someone loves, so you know what...I’ll just give the outfit you're wearing back to you! I don’t want it anymore!"
"Ning Xi! You…" Ever since Su Yimo shot to fame, no one would ever dare treat her this way. She was infuriated.
What did she mean by giving it back to her? This witch made it sound like she was donating it to her!
"Cousin! Cousin, are you alright?!" Liang Biqin yelled, "Ning Xi, you claim not to be a jerk, but you’re asking my cousin to strip in front of so many people! Are you looking for more trouble?"
