Wu Yanyun looked at Ni Yang, her mouth curved in a mocking arch, "That's your family, it has nothing to do with me! You don't need to tell me these things; I don't want to listen."
"That's your family too."
"My family?" Wu Yanyun continued, "A daughter born into a poor family like mine could never ascend to such a powerful, wealthy household!"
"Yanyun, why don't we find a place to cool off and talk over some drinks?" If the person in front of her wasn't her own flesh and blood sister, Ni Yang would not have displayed such patience.
"Just go, I don't want to see you. From now on, our two families will have nothing to do with each other; it's best if we never interact again!"
Ni Yang frowned subtly, clearly noting that Wu Yanyun's words were in no way a joke.
At the same time, Ni Yang knew what Wu Yanyun was upset about.
She was simply envious upon seeing the Ni Family's current good days, remembering the hardships she endured over the years, feeling the injustice.
