Yan Qingqing sat beside Yan Lili at a different table. "Sis, do you see the girl seated beside Young Master Li?" she said, pointing in their direction.
Yan Lili glanced casually at Ye Tianxin, who was seated beside Li Qingcang.
She had never hated her perfect eyesight so much before in her entire life.
She and Li Qingcang were seated so far apart. Yet, she could still clearly see Li Qingcang, who had always been so cold and indifferent, cracking nuts for Ye Tianxin.
Her chest felt extremely heavy, as if something was pressing down on her heart. She felt terrible.
Yan Qingqing continued her blabbering, "Sis, are you listening to me?"
Yan Qingqing pushed Yan Lili. Yan Lili turned to look at her younger sister with cold eyes.
"Come out with me."