Rong Yan left and Mo Xiyan and Jiang Peihua were the only ones left in the spacious living room.
Jiang Peihua stared at her in disdain and chided in a hostile manner, “You’ve seen it. Rong Yan is so uptight and concerned about Anning. I’m giving you a piece of advice. If you still want to continue making a living in S City, you’d better put your intentions away.”
Mo Xiyan guffawed and said proudly, “Auntie, I’m sure you and Grandpa know better than anyone else, how much Yan really loves me.”
Jiang Peihua’s face stiffened and she laughed with a cold expression.
“Auntie, I’m not showing off. I’m just stating facts. From what I know, Yan and Miss Luo have already been married for more than two years but their feelings for each other… hah.”
“Are you trying to say that you mean more to the rascal than Anning does?” Jiang Peihua questioned angrily.
“Correct.” Full of confidence, Mo Xiyan continued, “I only sprained my ankle when I ran into Yan in England. Yet, he was so anxious and worried about me. Even now, he’s still in love with me. Yan has only interacted with Luo Anning for a few months. How can a few months compare to the four years that I have been dating him?”
Jiang Peihua picked up the teacup and took a sip. “Hmph, you’re overestimating yourself.”
Mo Xiyan said, “That’s not important. What’s important is that Yan still loves me.”
She paused for a moment before saying, “Auntie, I know you’re bearing a grudge against me for leaving and causing Yan to be heartbroken back then. I can understand how you feel. Back then, I only decided to give it my all to pursue my education in medicine because I wanted to be good enough for Yan. To be frank, I still love Yan. To be exact, he has always been the one I loved. I still love him as much as I used to four years ago.”
“You mean, you’d like me to help you get back with Yan and make Anning leave?”
“It’d be best if you can help but. If not, please don’t intervene or stop me.”
“Dream on!” Jiang Peihua slammed the teacup down onto the coffee table, causing the cup to shatter.
Mo Xiyan suppressed her anger and said, “Auntie, the apartment where I lived with Yan still contains my things and everything is intact. If this doesn’t prove anything, then I really don’t know what Miss Luo means to Yan.”
“If i saw correctly, they weren’t wearing any wedding bands, were they?” Mo Xiyan chuckled and an icy cold gaze formed in her eyes.
Jiang Peihua’s chest pounded and she stared at Mo Xiyan while thinking to herself, she really is no longer that weak girl she used to be in the past!
Moreover, Mo Xiyan had never dared to speak arrogantly in front of her elders in the past. Yet, she had now become much more sharp-tongued and detestable to Jiang Peihua.
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The sounds of water gushing from the tap could be heard coming from the basin.
Luo Anning splashed some water onto her face and took deep breaths, trying to suppress her anger and disappointment.