บท 42: Sowing Discord

When Su Yan heard Qiao Xin's words, the slightly favorable impression he just formed of Qiao Nian instantly vanished.

He knew it. How could Qiao Nian not like him, Su Yan?

Back then, Qiao Nian had even burned down a school building for him.

"She's still as disgusting as ever," Su Yan sneered.

Qiao Xin flushed. She spoke up for Qiao Nian. "Actually, Sister didn't do anything wrong. Don't keep getting angry at her."

Su Yan frowned, but remained quiet.

Qiao Xin continued to persuade him. "Just by attending the party, Sister was framed. If she wasn't so smart, she might have made a fool of herself. Look, my sister is still as clever as ever!"

"Qiao Xin, you're too kind! Qiao Nian must have been really lucky in her past life to gain a good sister like you," Su Yan said with a serious expression.