Qi Hui was getting angrier and angrier, and the angrier she got, the more she shook, her face turning ashen.
Sister Wu could see it and felt delighted inside. Miss Qiu Zi really had a way with words, capable of angering someone to death. Otherwise, it would definitely be Xiao Na suffering today.
Seeing Qi Hui become that angry yet still standing there, even Qiu Zi had to admire this woman's thick skin, "How thick-skinned can you be? Why aren't you leaving yet?"
Qi Hui adjusted her breathing and suddenly laughed triumphantly, "I'll leave after I say the next thing."
"What else do you want to say?" Luna glared at Qi Hui, her eyes slightly red. Every time she saw her, Luna couldn't control her emotions. She felt so useless, obviously being the legitimate wife yet getting driven out by her scheming. Clearly, she's the mistress, yet every time Luna was the one left in tears.
