Calling Qiao Xin a persistent annoyance would be a compliment—just seeing her face is giving Qiao Yi a headache.
She really wants to get rid of her!
"Spit it out if you have something to say, fart if you need to!"
Qiao Xin was taken aback for a moment, then Qiao Yi rolled her eyes, pushed past her, and continued to walk ahead.
"Isn't there something you want to discuss with me alone, sister?"
"There's probably nothing between us worth discussing, and even if there were, I wouldn't want to talk to you about it."
In front of Qiao Xin, Qiao Yi never hid her disgust.
This attitude nearly made Qiao Xin grind her teeth to bits, but remembering Lin Ke's plan, she managed to suppress her rage and blocked Qiao Yi's path again.
"If you don't listen, I guarantee you'll regret it."
"Oh."
With indifferent disdain breaking the usual pattern, Qiao Yi snorted through her nose, completely ignoring Qiao Xin as she bulldozed right through.
