"I orchestrated this?" Sun Xuehui sneered coldly; her regret now runs deep.
She had initially seen that man as extraordinary, but never imagined his background was so grand. Had she known, she would have simply sold An Sijia to Young Master Mu; with such a son-in-law, what would she have to worry about for the rest of her life?
But it's all too late now, and it was the little bitch who got the advantage, and that little bitch turned out to be...
"An Youcai, the one I orchestrated, is probably just what you intended, right? Can't wait to send that little bitch to Imperial City to recognize her ancestors, isn't that so?"
Upon hearing Sun Xuehui mention recognizing ancestors, An Youcai suddenly lifted his head; she knew, indeed, she knew it all.
"Xuehui, it's not what you think." If possible, he preferred to keep An Ran by his side for life.
Sun Xuehui, already driven insane by the news An Sijia brought back, was unwilling to listen to An Youcai's explanation.
