"There's no sister like you!" Moo Huantong found it laughable as she stared back at her. "Treating Xiao Ran like that, yet you have the nerve to call yourself her sister? I don't understand what you're after. She's your sister!"
"Shut up!"
Su Qingtian slapped her repeatedly, venting all her anger on her. "She's my sister, so does being my sister give her the right to steal my husband? Mo Nanjue is my husband; he married me! Why do I have to be treated with such coldness while he and my sister have a child together? I'm human too—why should I suffer such humiliation?!"
"You..."
Moo Huantong's mouth was completely cut, the pain was like a knife slicing as she opened her mouth. "Mo Nanjue loves Xiao Ran. What good is all this? In the end, it will just make him hate you more. Even as an outsider, I can see that clearly..."
"Don't you say another word! Shut your mouth!"
