Kong Mengjie's face grew even paler. This was exactly what had been weighing on her mind.
Jiang Xinyu frowned at her expression. "I heard you've got your eye on my house. What's wrong? Can't make it work in the city anymore, and you're still up to no good back in the village?"
"You really are something, always coveting other people's things."
"Well yeah, that's just how you are, always thinking what belongs to others is better."
"But as for what's mine, Jiang Xinyu's, you can stop fantasizing about it."
"Let me make it clear to you right here. Whoever dares reach for my stuff, I'll chop her claws off."
"With such a big commotion, I doubt Kong Menglin hasn't heard it, right? Get out here. Since you're thinking about taking my house and I'm already here, come out and talk to me."
Kong Mengjie swayed a little, looking especially weak.
"Jiang Xinyu, has Wei Kaiyun ever seen you acting like such a shrew?"
