Yi Peilan rolled her eyes: "Oh, who are you, Miss Dongfang, how could I let you apologize, wouldn't that be overvaluing me? Zhao Chun, you let a woman apologize on your behalf, aren't you embarrassed, and besides, what exactly did you do wrong? Miss Dongfang is eager to apologize for you, as if not assigning a blame to you doesn't show how kind and magnanimous she is."
Zhao Chun gritted her teeth, "Yi Peilan, shut your mouth." She turned to glance at Dongfang Yi, aware of the tricks involved, but she would never let anyone embarrass Dongfang Yi in public.
"Oh, hitting a new low, huh? Does every fart from Dongfang Yi smell fragrant to you, so much that you can't wait to rush over and lick it clean...."
Mo Pianpian struggled hard to hold back a laugh, and Su Xiang couldn't help but giggle. Those who often interact with Yi Peilan know that though her words are venomous and crude, she is actually quite clear about grudges and favors...
