Right in the centre of Beijing, in Ning Xueluo’s newly bought villa, Ning Xueluo held a glass of wine in her hands. Upon gulping the contents down, she threw the glass to Chang Li, angrily saying, "You go and tell Su Yimo about what happened tonight!"
"Understood!" Chang Li carefully took the glass, then she said cautiously, "Actually, it was just one outing. You don’t have to be so riled up...Lu Tingxiao was probably giving his brother some respect!"
Ning Xueluo glared at her. "Rubbish! Of course, I know that! Or are you trying to say that Lu Tingxiao actually likes Ning Xi?"
Chang Li kept quiet.
"Get lost! I’m frustrated just by looking at you! Useless!"
Chang Li quickly fled. Ning Xueluo was too easily triggered tonight, and she did not want to get scolded again.
She was scolded when she did nothing, scolded when she did something. For some reason, nothing good had been happening to her recently…
