"Hmph, always this way. At the slightest word, you turn red-eyed as if your tears cost you nothing. There are no men in sight and I wonder whom you are putting on this act for! You are such a bore!"
Xiu Yaojun felt bored all of sudden. She let out a cold snort, stood up, and turned away, ignoring Wei Qingwan.
Wei Qingwan dropped her gaze and clenched her sleeves, suppressing her feelings of being wronged.
In her mind, she reminded herself that she shouldn't spend her energy on such people and matters. There were things and people she needed to cherish.
When the class ended, Wei Qingwan and her personal maid Cuihe left Tongzhi Prefecture together. Once they climbed into the carriage, Cuihe couldn't help but comfort Wei Qingwan, "Miss, you shouldn't be upset. Your older sister is just lucky."