The most painful thing in the world isn't more than what Qu Xue is feeling now.
A person who knows her secrets stands right in front of her, doesn't expose her, yet makes her feel like she's about to be found out at any moment.
When a knife pierces the body, it might not be the scariest; holding it over the neck without telling someone when it'll fall—such fear and trepidation are definitely the scariest.
"Sis, when are you coming to my place to hang out? This is my girlfriend, Xue. Xue, say hello to Sis!"
In the rules of society, regardless of age, the more prestigious ones are called Sis and Bro.
"Sis..." Qu Xue gritted her teeth and called.
Qian glanced at Qu Xue with a contemptuous look.
"People change; thirty years east of the river, thirty years west. Yesterday, almost a stepmother; today, who knows, maybe just a junior."
"Isn't that right," Yu Minglang chimed in cooperatively.
Qu Xue's face went paler.
