Xia Ye's Grades Decline

Xia Wan said coldly, "You don't have to care about what we do. At least my father earns more money than your father. Your family is rich because you don't give Grandma much. Our family is poor because we give her more. In terms of filial piety, our family is even more filial. We usually do the chores at home. In terms of gossiping, you're the best. You didn't do anything, yet you still insist you're noble. In terms of thick skin, you're the best."

Xia Ye's face turned red from Xia Wan's rebuttal. Why hadn't she realized how sharp of a tongue Xia Wan had?

"How dare you talk about me here? Xia Wan, who do you think you are?"

Xia Wan's lips curled up slightly. "What I am is what you are. We have the same grandmother, don't we?"