Jiang Sibei's outburst grew louder as she became more agitated.
Afraid that Jiang Weiwei and Yu Man outside might hear, Xiao Qingyun quickly covered her mouth, and then advised:
"If she wasn't so crafty, how could a foster daughter be more favored by your uncle and aunt than their own child?"
"You just need to keep this in mind, remember not to provoke her on your own."
Indeed, seeing her mother's apprehension towards Jiang Weiwei, Jiang Sibei couldn't help but agree.
However, what Jiang Sibei didn't expect was that despite her efforts to avoid Jiang Weiwei as her mother instructed, Jiang Weiwei still did not let her off the hook.
Now, Jiang Sibei had finally waited until evening. Jiang Weiwei, tired from practicing piano, had gone to eat, so she quickly sat down to practice piano.
Yet in less than twenty minutes, Jiang Weiwei returned to the piano.
"Sibei, you should have practiced enough by now, it's my turn."
