Mo Qiang sneezed as she stepped out of her room; she turned to look at Mo Xifeng and questioned, "What are the chances of avoiding this party if I were to claim that I am sick?"
"None." Mo Xifeng glanced at her calmly and stated, "If you don't go, I am afraid that his highness would come looking for you." Given how far Fu Jinrou was going to pit her sister, Mo Xifeng was sure that the mer was not going to hesitate. If anything, if he was to find that Mo Qiang was down with fever, then Fu Jinrou would take this as an opportunity to knock her down.
Mo Qiang gave Mo Xifeng a white look that was filled with annoyance. She snapped at her, "Can't you give me some hope at least? Aish, you are supposed to be on my side. You are my sister or are you a spy planted by that mer?"
She was really annoyed by this sister of hers; if not for the fact that she was irreplaceable, Mo Qiang wanted a change of her sister.