Mo Qiang was speechless. She stared at her sister and carefully appraised her expressions, and to her horror, she realised that Mo Xifeng actually meant what she said!
This damned sister of hers! If she was any younger, Mo Qiang would have smacked her bottom!
"I have no idea what you are on, but let's go," Mo Qiang didn't want to know the reason behind Mo Xifeng's sudden weirdness. Because she knew that if she was to press the matter, Mo Xifeng would only insult her further.
What did she mean by — that staying close to her made it easier for a person to be hated? She was an ace when it came to interpersonal and social relationships, alright.
Did she even have any idea how many sacrificial lambs jumped into the fiery pit because of her smooth tongue?
"You mean to say that you were skilled in lying," Xiao Jiao offered from the side. Her eyes carried a hint of disdain as she looked at Mo Qiang.
Mo Qiang shrugged. "Of course not. I never lied— I just presented the truth differently."
She then turned to look at Mo Xifeng before saying to her, "The patch of forest will not purify on its own. We need to finish up work here and then leave." Mo Qiang didn't want to give Mo Xifeng any time to run her mouth.
And as Mo Qiang had learned the hard way, if she were to ask Mo Xifeng to elaborate any further, this woman would only make her livid to the point where Mo Qiang would want to file an assassination request.
"Sister …" Mo Xifeng slowly began while looking at Mo Qiang. "Should we keep our distance for a while?" Mo Xifeng who hadn't been hated by anyone in her entire life however still couldn't forget the glare that Yin Fu had shot her.
Mo Qiang: "…"
Assassination attempt was it.
After all, she had the face of a villainess. Signing up for an assassination request was something that should have been expected of her.
'Calm down, Qi Qi. No matter how obnoxious this sister of yours is, you cannot just kill her.' Mo Qiang felt her head throb as she rubbed the back of her neck feeling a little bit tired.
"Xifeng…?" Mo Qiang turned and looked at her sister with a smile on her face.
"Yes?" Mo Xifeng blinked her eyes as she tilted her head to one side.
"Unless you want your sister to get really angry, I will ask you to shut up. You can do that for your sister right?" Mo Qiang asked sweetly with her hands clasped together, she was worried that if she let her hands unravel—she might end up throwing her fists at her little sister.
She was thankful to all the philosophers who taught her that anger was not the way to get what she wanted. Mo Qiang smiled and squeezed Mo Xifeng's cheek before saying, "Be a good sister to your big sister. Or else, sister will smack you. Publically."
Mo Xifeng: ꉂ૮(°Д°'˶)ა
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