Every time Cheng Yan was brought up, Ruan Qi's already sour mood only soured further.
She didn't care about Cheng Yan intentionally crashing into her car before, nor did she care about Cheng Yan provoking her on the racing track as Zhan Long.
But three years ago, this woman had intended to drug Xi Jiu.
Although she didn't succeed, the protective Ruan Xiaoqi was very displeased.
Detaining her for fifty days was really too lenient.
The young girl's face bristled with indignation, and the look she gave Cheng Jinyan was tinged with resentment, as if viewing a 'class enemy.'
Cheng Jinyan felt perplexed under her gaze.
"Miss Ruan, did I say something wrong?" he couldn't help but ask.
"No mistake," Ruan Qi curled her lips and smirked, "the mistake is with your sister."
Your sister?
Cheng Jinyan frowned in confusion, about to ask for clarification when his phone suddenly pinged.
He looked down and saw a message from his assistant—
