Wei Anjing sneered, "Seems like you know quite a lot."
Wei Anning didn't respond but picked up her cup and took a sip of water. She knew this was just Wei Anjing's preamble; she wanted to see her lose control, but she would probably be disappointed.
"Have you never felt resentment?" Wei Anjing asked, looking at her calm face, feeling very unwilling in her heart.
Wei Anning raised her eyebrows at her, "I'm not as narrow-minded as you are."
"Ha!" Wei Anjing laughed coldly, her dislike for Wei Anning growing even stronger. They might share the same blood, but if it weren't for her, how could her own life be so miserable?
"You're right, my heart is indeed narrow, so you, with your broad-mindedness, knowing Leng Youchen's secret, must also be understanding of him, right?" Wei Anjing half-leaned on the couch and took out a pack of ladies' cigarettes from her bag to light up.
