"I just wanted to be with you. You moved out, and I was not accustomed to staying at my aunt's house, so since I got along very well with Madam Ji, I came to stay here for a while," Lin Ruyi said weakly.
She always appeared fragile, with a craftiness even deeper than Qin Xue's from back then.
"Be with me? I don't need you to be with me right now, you get out of here immediately," Qin Xue could not take it any longer.
Whose home was this after all, Lin Ruyi's or hers!
"Do you like Ji Chun? Do you want to compete with me for Ji Chun?"
"No, that's not it."
The more Qin Xue looked at her, the angrier she felt, seeing Lin Ruyi's denial was as obvious as if there were not three hundred taels of silver hidden here.
She raised her hand and slapped Lin Ruyi, leaving a clear print on her face.
"Ah..."
"Don't even think about competing with me for Ji Chun, he's mine," Qin Xue warned.