The Deity Comes in Person

The person who arrived was dressed in an exquisite custom-made outfit. The snowy white ruffled skirt swayed beneath her straight and slender legs, but her gaze was sharp and spiteful.

"What did I say? This country bumpkin is like a fly attracted to feces. Wherever there's a stench, there she is!"

"Are you talking about me?"

Song Jianyi lightly tapped her nose with her finger, and then, with a cute gesture, she sniffed the woman.

Xi Shiyang stepped back in disgust. "What are you doing?"

"Smelling the feces! Didn't you say I'm a fly attracted to feces?"

Dare she insult her like that?

Xi Shiyang secretly clenched her teeth, thinking that this woman was the one who got dumped. After three years of a loveless marriage, shouldn't she be tormented to the point of losing her humanity? How could she become even more arrogant than before?

"They're getting married, you know?"

"They," referring to Xiao Jinqian and Song Qianrou.