Qin Mo's small cake fell from her hand to the ground where Qin Xue saw it, stepped on it, and ground the crispy biscuit into powder.
"Sister, don't bring disgrace upon our Qin Family."
Qin Xue glared at her, her eyes brimming with venom. She had always remembered the humiliation Qin Mo had brought upon her and the child she had lost.
"Am I considered a member of the Qin Family?"
Qin Mo's lips curled into a smile. With more things under her control, she was no longer as flustered and irritable as before.
She looked at Qin Xue very calmly.
"Sister, could you actually deny our father?"
The two sisters were at each other's throats, and quite a few onlookers were enjoying the show. They had all heard about how Qin Mo bullied Qin Xue. Those meaningful sidelong glances were all watching them.
Qin Mo had always been very sensitive to people's malice.