These were almost exactly Li Yan's words.
They plunged Chu Xiran into an icy cave once more, her body unbearably cold, tightly clenching her pink fists.
Why...
These three words exploded in her heart!
A pearl loved like a treasure, while the other treated like discarded footwear, not even worthy of a glance. They were both women, both standing in the rain, how could there be such a huge difference?
Chu Xiran had always thought highly of herself, considering herself the darling of heaven for years, yet just a moment ago, it seemed as if Li Yan had slapped her hard, erasing all her pride.
"Cousin Miss, I came late..."
Aunt He held an umbrella, running all the way, arriving in front of Chu Xiran, wiping the fine raindrops from her forehead, saying, "The rain is so heavy, none of us at home realized, are you cold, Miss?"
"No."
