Since hanging up the phone, Ling Weixuan has been crying...
Someone who usually cares so much about her image, at this moment, is crying so much that her makeup is smeared.
When Ling Wei Xue pushed the door open and came in, what she saw was such a scene. Her sister's appearance frightened her greatly, and Ling Wei Xue froze for quite a while before she asked in surprise, "Second sister, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying like this?"
"Wei Xue, am I really that bad?"
"How could that be?"
Although she is her own sister, Ling Wei Xue, who considers herself not much worse than her sister, actually competes quite a bit with her two sisters in daily life.
When it comes to her eldest sister, she thinks she's not much worse, but her second sister...
In terms of looks and knowledge, she is way behind, so when her second sister asked this, her mouth twisted so much as if it could hang an oil jug: "If you're bad, how am I supposed to survive?"
"Then why doesn't he want me?"
