Split Into Three

"Xia Mengxi?" Yang Feng repeated the name, equally surprised as Chen Gaonan whose ears perked up at the name. That was Zheng Tianyi's mistress.

"I didn't think she would be petty enough to hold such a long grudge against me." Zhao Lifei wanted to laugh and cry at the same time. 

"It's not your fault—"

"I didn't say it was." Zhao Lifei was too prideful to admit her wrongdoings. She knew karma would bite her in the ass one day. What goes around, comes around. But why did karma bite the wrong people? What benefit could she gain from hurting Yang Ruqin and not Zhao Lifei?!

"I knew the bracelet looked familiar when I saw it on my way up the stairway to the Ling Banquet. It was the same model that pestered me to answer stupid questions." Zhao Lifei dropped back onto the bed and tiredly covered her eyes. "Xia Mengxi must've done that to Qinqin as payback for something I did in the past. And don't ask me what it is, I committed too many sins for me to list out."