Ren Er had originally come hoping for some drama. But not only did she fail to find a chance to mock Ren Liuyue, she also saw that her sister was beautiful and had married a perfect husband.
Most importantly, their relationship seemed incredibly strong.
Her face was clouded with gloom. Ren San, standing beside her, noticed and tried to curry favor. "But Sister, it's nothing to worry about. What's the use of being pretty? That Fang Huan is just a teacher; how much can he possibly earn in a year? Look at what Ren Liuyue is wearing. It's worse than what your maids wear!"
Hearing this, Ren Er's expression finally brightened a little.
She feigned disagreement. "Alright, don't talk like that. She is technically our family, after all. You should just call her Sister Yue. Don't let Father hear you and get angry."
Ren San huffed and crossed her arms. "I'll behave in front of Father. But if I run into her in private, just watch how I'll make her life miserable!"
