Yu Jingrong suddenly cracked a smile and softly laughed out loud.
Mo Liusha was filled with speechlessness: "Go ahead and laugh, now that I've said it, I'm not afraid of you laughing!"
Yu Jingrong subdued her laughter and gestured with her hand: "I am indeed laughing at you, but not for failing to handle Li Qianze. You're just too naive. The men of the Li Family, they all have this stinking trait."
"What do you mean? Don't tell me that eldest brother treats you the same way?" Mo Liusha was stunned, and blurted out subconsciously: "Yu Jingrong, don't act like you're at a disadvantage when you've actually gained an advantage. I've seen how you and eldest brother get along; he dotes on you so much that it's almost like you can do no wrong. To hear you talk like this now, I really feel aggrieved for eldest brother!"
Yu Jingrong tucked a stray hair behind her ear, lightly: "Let me tell you, that's just a facade."
Mo Liusha didn't believe it: "How can it just be a facade?"
