Zhao Jia Min was startled, not expecting her offhand comment to evoke such a strong reaction from Zhao Xiyue.
She asked, "What's wrong?"
Zhao Xiyue turned her face away, frowned, and said, "Sis, don't ask."
Zhao Xiyue thought of what she saw last night and asked, "Is it because Jiang Jingheng has another woman and you're upset with him?"
Zhao Xiyue let out a self-mocking laugh. It would be nice if she could even have a spat with him; he doesn't even have her in his heart.
"I saw him with a girl yesterday, she looked like a celebrity," Zhao Jia Min said.
Zhao Xiyue bit her lip. Had he brought her out openly?
Ha, well, they have every right to.
She frowned slightly, "Sis, don't get involved in this, and don't tell Mom either."
Zhao Jia Min frowned, "Are you really going to step aside for some actress? When did you become so timid?"
At the mention of the word "actress," Zhao Xiyue's anger flared up.
"I'm an actress too, so am I an 'actress' in your eyes as well?"
