Ye Ling didn't say a word, just quietly watched Ye Qian. Her demeanor was exceedingly aggravating to Ye Qian; she was calm one moment, and the next, she jumped up pointing at Ye Ling and began to curse, completely transforming from her usual image.
"Ye Ling, why did you have to do this? Do you want to see me driven to death to feel happy? I know you've always been jealous of how mom treats me well, so now you want to see me suffer, don't you? Well, dream on. I won't let you get your wish." Ye Qian's expression seemed she wanted to bite Ye Ling to death.
"Say whatever you like. If you don't involve me, I won't bother with your matters. Blame only yourself for not remembering what I told you when we were kids - not to provoke me. But you seem to have never remembered that." Ye Ling was quite composed.
