Qiao Xi was arrogant, while she had to be humble. The two of them were clearly the same age, yet they had different fates.
Xia Mengyan's sharp nails dug into her palms. She bit her lip and slowly knelt in front of Qiao Xi. She was wearing a knee-length dress. When she knelt, her knees came into contact with the floor, causing waves of dull pain.
'Qiao Xi! Qiao Xi! I won't let you off!'
Why did the Luo family stand up for Qiao Xi? Why did Qiao Xi have so many backers? Why could she, Xia Mengyan, only rely on the Xia family? Why was she inferior since she was born? She was clearly not inferior to Qiao Xi!
Xia Mengyan would not forget today's humiliation. She would definitely take revenge on Qiao Xi!
On the other hand, Qiao Xi had already signed the contract and handed it to Luo Qing. Then, she glanced indifferently at Xia Mengyan.