"My sister is at fault in this matter; she shouldn't have hit your daughter. I am here to apologize on her behalf," Shenlian Yingyue stated, her demeanor balanced—neither overly humble nor arrogant. It seemed as natural as breathing to her.
Xiao Nian tugged at her sleeve, wanting to know why her master was apologizing to her enemy.
Shenlian Yingyue continued, "But your daughter is clearly spoiled by you."
Her words were concise, yet everyone understood that she was acknowledging only the apology for Xiao Nian striking the girl, while implying that the girl was in the wrong for provoking Xiao Nian.
"Miss, are you implying that my daughter is in the wrong for provoking yours, but that it's acceptable to strike someone just because they provoke you?" Mr. Bo's face was devoid of expression, betraying none of his internal thoughts.
He knew his daughter's temperament well, but so what? No matter the circumstances, no one could lay a hand on her.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Thanks dear for your support. Here, I change her identity. The rich girl is the youngest daugher of Mr. Bo, not the second daughter.