Qiao Qiao looked at Wen Beibei with cold eyes and a mocking smile, "Wen Beibei, has anyone told you how ugly and distasteful your face looks right now? You should really look at yourself in the mirror and see how distorted your face has become!"
Stepping on a friend's pain and tearing apart Su Hongxing's family, and Wen Beibei had the audacity to revel in the misfortune?
Wen Beibei's smile vanished rapidly from her face. She touched her own face and said, "I'm distorted? Xiaoqiao, do you think you're any better? Let me tell you the truth. The reason Brother Shiqing didn't want to help Su isn't just that I have something in my hands. I also told him that my sister had disappeared for a long time, she had been kidnapped! If he didn't do as I said, my sister would die! And you saw the result—he chose my sister. So, you can't blame him. If there's anyone to blame, it's because he didn't love you enough. Because the person he loves most will always be my sister!"
