Yun Mengyao felt a mix of shame and anger, yet she was helpless.
Yin Qingyi laughed like a rogue woman, sneering, "Miss Yun, in the past, you were always chasing us. Now, although I can't kill you in return, I have to collect some interest. You don't mind, right?"
"Even if I mind, it wouldn't help, since you can't beat me."
Yin Qianqian said helplessly, "Holy Daughter, don't make things difficult for Yaoyao anymore."
Yin Qingyi showed an aggrieved face, "Aunt Qian, you don't know how bad this woman was before. My brother and I almost died at her hands."
Yin Qianqian glanced at Yun Mengyao, helplessly shaking her head. Yun Mengyao did indeed hunt the Yin Qingyi sisters before, so it was understandable that they held a grudge.
"Yaoyao, just bear with it."
Yun Mengyao widened her eyes, "Sister Yin, you..."
Yin Qianqian smiled bitterly, feeling quite helpless as well.
"Pa!"
Yin Qingyi slapped Yun Mengyao's round butt.
