Wang Ya was also furious after hearing Li Xue's story, but she was only sharing in the indignation. Her interactions over the past two years had taught her a lesson: neither her maternal grandmother nor this young aunt were people she could afford to provoke. If she didn't want to get bullied, her only choice was to stay far away. That's why she rarely visited her grandmother's house anymore. Even when she did, she wouldn't say a peep, leaving right after eating without lingering for a second.
While crying, Li Xue peeked at Wang Ya's reaction through the gaps in her fingers. Seeing her friend's furious expression, she was secretly pleased. But after she had cried for quite some time, all she heard was Wang Ya cursing beside her, and nothing more.
