While quietly complaining, Jiang Ling suddenly heard a commotion outside and was about to ask what was happening.
Sister Sa rushed in and said, "That little bitch An Qiuyan is outside, clamoring to see you."
"Why her?" Jiang Ling asked, puzzled. "What does she want with me?"
"That little bitch has screwed you over so many times. If she's looking for you this time, it's definitely the weasel paying a new year's call to the chicken, with bad intentions," Sister Sa said indignantly.
Jiang Ling put down the script and remained silent. httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
"Seeing someone like that is disgusting every time. I'll go chase her away. If she doesn't leave, I'll beat her face with my high heels until it's ruined!" As Sister Sa spoke, she moved to go out and drive her away.
Jiang Ling said, "Let her in!"
"This..."
"I'm a bit sleepy from reading the script, let her come wake me up."
Jiang Ling had always been cautious and wary of An Qiuyan, the original female protagonist. Seeing her rush over this time, she was sure she had ulterior motives.
Know yourself and your enemy, and you will never be defeated. It's not too late to see what tricks she wants to play and then counter them accordingly.
"Alright!"
An Qiuyan walked in quickly, and Jiang Ling gazed at her intently.
After not seeing her for a long time, An Qiuyan was dressed much more glamorously than before, wearing a new season black and white Chanel knit top and a pair of pearl earrings with three links, looking very elegant.
Of course, this was the elegance she presented on the surface.
In this world, there are too many people who are not what they seem. Only they themselves know how dirty and foul their hearts are, while their appearances are all bright and beautiful.
An Qiuyan said with a smile, "Jiang Ling, long time no see. You've probably forgotten me, haven't you?"
Jiang Ling frowned upon hearing the subtle barbs in her tone, but still smiled and replied, "How could I? I can forget anyone but you!"
An Qiuyan chuckled lightly, sat down unceremoniously, and said, "You haven't forgotten me, or have you forgotten those who wanted to scheme against me, and coveted things that should have been mine and not yours."
Jiang Ling couldn't help but want to roll her eyes after hearing this.
Is this woman out of her mind?
What does she mean by coveting things that should have been mine and not yours?
What did I, your aunt, snatch from you?
This woman is not only malicious but also suffers from delusions of persecution.
Jiang Ling's lips curved, and she said faintly, "What is destined to be yours will be yours, and what is not, you should not force. I never covet things that do not belong to me."
"Oh? Is that so?" An Qiuyan didn't believe it.
"Of course!"
"Hmph, ridiculous!"
"Alright, stop talking nonsense. Tell me, what do you want with me?" Jiang Ling, too lazy to bicker with her, got straight to the point.
"Yes, speak quickly if you have something to say, and get to the point. My Lingzi doesn't have that much time to waste with you," Sister Sa barked.
Hearing the sharp tone from Jiang Ling and Sister Sa, An Qiuyan was greatly angered. She snorted and said, "Sister Sa, I have some things to discuss with Jiang Ling privately. You can step aside."
Upon hearing this, Sister Sa immediately exploded: "You want me to step aside? Who do you think you are? A shameless scheming bitch, still thinking you're so noble. Given the dirty deeds you've done before, even the young madman from Sun Dà yīng jiā would post on WeChat overnight saying he's a top whore to avoid getting entangled with you."
"You—"
An Qiuyan's nose almost crooked with anger from Sister Sa's swift and fierce barrage.
"What 'you'? You vile bitch, a universally despised trash, a rotten rat's dropping that has stunk up the whole brothel. You really think you're a white lotus from Notre Dame. If you have time, buy some hyaluronic acid and Botox to fix yourself up, you're making me want to vomit..."