"Shen Mianmian, I'm only holding off because of Brother Nan's sake, don't think I'm afraid of you. Let me tell you, if you really care about Brother Nan, then don't marry anyone for the rest of your life, otherwise I won't let you off."
Cheng Xining issued the warning.
"You grew up eating shit? Can't you say something nice?" Yang Xiaoxi couldn't hold back and snapped at Cheng Xining.
Cheng Xining gave Yang Xiaoxi a disdainful look and mocked, "Yang Xiaoxi, just because you became famous from a few roles, you dare to stand here and confront me? At twenty-five or six, no one wants you, aren't you ashamed?"
"You think I'm like you?" Yang Xiaoxi also began to despise her, "Following a son and then his father, you can really do such a thing, aren't you ashamed?"
"You..." This was a sore spot for Cheng Xining that she least wanted others to mention, "Yang Xiaoxi, don't push me to lose my temper."
