Wen Qingqing was still somewhat frightened, and her anger had turned into displaced aggression. Every time she thought about Qin Mo, who also bore the Qin surname, she would remember the things Qin ZhenGuo had done to her.
"You Qin family people are truly disgusting."
Her complexion was still pale, but her mouth was exceptionally sharp, and she seemed to be without any serious trouble.
"I am not a Qin family person, I am a Yin family person. If not for me, you would have died. Knowing you're this heartless, Wen Qingqing, I shouldn't have saved you." Qin Mo's expression was indifferent, without any trace of resentment. She just felt that Wen Qingqing wasn't as cunning as she had thought.
The woman's stupidity was all too apparent.
"You... If someone had died at the Chu family, I would love to see how you wrap up your birthday banquet!"