Xia Ling turned around to look at her. Why was this Su Tang always finding fault with her?
"Well then, is this your home?" She asked Su Tang.
Su Tang did not expect her to ask a question like that and was slightly startled. She ingeniously changed the subject. "Mrs. Pei, right now we are talking about something related to you."
"Who wants to talk to you about something related to me?" Xia Ling's voice was soft, but she did not beat about the bush. "Who are you to me?"
Su Tang could only cry after meeting such a competitor. She did not even care about maintaining the subtle elegance of a woman or the self-consciousness between girls. Shouldn't girls be more tactful and less direct? What was with her candidness? If you are so direct, how will the other person react?
Have you considered the other party's feelings?
Su Tang buried her resentment in her heart, and her chest tightened.
