Yue Qingqing was too lazy to care but was even less willing to listen to the other party nitpicking sentence by sentence.
"So sour, does your family sell vinegar?"
Ye Chunxiao's expression changed, "Are you saying I'm sour?"
"Spending all day doing nothing but gawking at other people's gifts, I think you're not only sour but also quite idle. You could stir-fry a dish."
Yue Qingqing felt that Ye Chunxiao's gossipy nature stemmed not only from dislike for her but probably also from a heart filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred towards Zhou Xitong.
Otherwise, why would she know the value of every gift Zhou Xitong received, obviously keeping meticulous track of them in her heart?
Hit where it hurt, Ye Chunxiao became furiously embarrassed.
"You can only slander me, do you dare say that about Zhou Xitong? Just wait until we graduate, one flick of her finger and you're dead."
As Zhou Xitong's little sidekick, Ye Chunxiao seemed to regain some sense of superiority at this moment.
