"Ling Fei!"
This shout of Ling Fei, Ling Qing Ya spat out through clenched teeth, wishing she could grab the coffee cup on the table and splash it at her.
Bitch!
How dare she seduce her man!
And shamelessly hugging in public!
Ling Fei turned her gaze away from the window and looked towards Ling Qing Ya standing in front of her, her eyebrows involuntarily raised, and a mocking smile formed at the corners of her lips.
Seeing Ling Fei just staring at her with contempt, not saying a word, Ling Qing Ya was even more furious.
Currently, Ling Fei was wearing the latest Chanel dress, her face impeccably delicate, clearly just an illegitimate daughter of unknown paternity, yet she still carried herself as proudly as always, as if she was the chosen daughter of the heavens! As if Ling Qing Ya was nothing but a jumping clown in her eyes.
Why!
Why should she?