Chen Xueqi did not speak. She was unwilling to admit that she was inferior to Yue Qingshan, but she knew very well that she wasn't even half of Yue Qingshan. Such a gap in appearance and figure could not be changed overnight, and in her lifetime, she could never surpass Yue Qingshan.
"What does it matter if she's pretty? Being with a loser like Su Changfeng, she'll turn into an old hag sooner or later." Chen Xueqi showed disdain.
"Sister Xueqi, you actually have no idea that Old Ye is..." At this point, Wang Feifei quickly covered her mouth, almost revealing Su Changfeng's true identity.
"No idea about what?" Chen Xueqi asked in confusion.
"No... it's nothing." Wang Feifei quickly explained, saying, "Sister Xueqi, let's hurry back. I need to start dinner. My stomach is growling."
Chen Xueqi stepped forward to block Wang Feifei, saying, "You little brat, how dare you keep something from me."
