Murderer’s Daughter (2)

"You!" Xie Yuqing's entire body was trembling under An Qi's rebuke. She would have stabbed her if it had not been for the dagger slipping out of her grasp.

"Did I say it wrongly?" An Qi had brought up An Yue from a young age and had seen many nasty women who caused them trouble. Xie Yuqing paled in comparison to the quarrelsome and mean middle-aged women.