193 I prefer to work with my hands _1
Lu Qingyi made her point clear.
"Sister, I am your younger sister…"
Lu Jiayue looked at Lu Qingyi with a particularly aggrieved expression, her voice soft and weak.
She clenched her fist so tightly that her nails were dug into her flesh.
She and Lu Qingyi were the ones who shared a blood bond, yet Lu Qingyi was siding with outsiders. She felt completely humiliated.
Especially that kick from Lu Qingyi, she showed no regard for their relationship.
"Have you ever treated me as your sister?"
Lu Qingyi lightly raised her eyebrows, staring at Lu Jiayue coldly.
If Lu Jiayue had shown even a hint of sisterly affection, she would not have been so cold towards her.
"Remember, I'm Luo Jia's protector."
Lu Qingyi lowered her gaze and spoke to Xia Kexin, who was lying on the ground.
The person she decided to protect would always be protected.
Thinking of Luo Jia still lying in the hospital bed with an IV drip, Lu Qingyi's face became even colder.
"Do you know who I am?"