Conversation with her cheap sister
A helpless sigh entered Ling Qingyu's ears. Although she had no vision, she imagined her half-sister nudging her forehead powerlessly.
"What do you want?" A powerless yet chilling voice said.
Ling Qingyu had a headache with her cheap sister. Did she not realize she already introduced herself?
If Ling Yunxiang knew Ling Qingyu's thoughts, she would exclaim her innocence. By Heaven, her phone was ringing nonstop this week from various parties and exhausted her energy.
Suddenly, someone said: I'm your sister. To Ling Yunxiang, it was more like a mockery of her already harsh condition.
That was also the reason why she retorted— I'm your aunt. And the funny scenes unfolded this way.
Initially, she dismissed Ling Qingyu's threat, thinking what else could worsen her situation but the authoritative tone from her phone paused her action to hang up.
Fearing of worsening her perilous life, she decided to listen to what the woman had to say next.