Chapter 110: Don’t be ungrateful
Hearing this, Su Hongde looked at his obedient and sensible younger daughter with a face full of affection, then glanced at Su Ran.
They were both his daughters, so why was there such a big difference between them?
Su Ran looked at Su Xinyan with a smile that was not quite a smile and casually remarked,
“You’re so filial, why don’t you show more understanding towards your dad? At his age, yet you’re still egging him on to stand up for you and take revenge, you really are filial.”
Su Ran’s lazy tone was laced with a playful interest.
Su Xinyan’s face stiffened, and she looked at Su Ran with a gloomy expression.
With both her son and granddaughter defeated in turn, Wen Peipei’s sharp eyes landed on Su Ran, carrying a potent mix of aggressiveness and oppression.
Su Ran raised an eyebrow, utterly unconcerned.
“Alright, what’s done is done, Xinyan, since your sister likes that dress, you should just let her have it!”
Su Xinyan obediently nodded her head.
“Grandma, I never thought about competing with my sister for anything. What my sister likes, I wouldn’t touch the slightest bit of it, and besides, we are sisters, it’s only proper for the younger to give way to the elder.”
Wen Peipei nodded in approval.
Su Ran’s eyes slightly narrowed with interest as she sized up the two who had started acting the moment they met.
Even the incident where she had slapped Su Xinyan twice was casually dropped; now she was even more intrigued.
Su Ran sat lazily in the chair, not giving them a glance.
Wen Peipei swept her a sharp look, her prudent eyes swirling with secretive glints, complicated as undulating waves and drifting clouds.
“It’s not easy to get a chance to see you. Tomorrow, there’s a banquet at the Qin family’s, and you’ll join us. The young master of the Qin family is, after all, your classmate; it wouldn’t be right not to go. As for the invitation… that’s nothing to worry about.”
Wen Peipei and Su Xinyan exchanged a look, and Su Ran didn’t miss the fleeting dark glint in their eyes.
Just as she expected.
“Sister, this is the invitation I specially asked Zihuai for, for you.”
As she spoke, Su Xinyan took out a red invitation from her bag. Her voice was still soothing and pleasant, but she couldn’t hide the condescension in her words.
“Specially got it for me? You’ve really gone to a lot of trouble. Do you need me to thank you for it?”
You want to provoke me? Better go back to your cave and cultivate for a few more years!
Su Xinyan’s face had a moment of rigidity.
“Sister, that’s not what I meant.”
Su Xinyan’s face showed great sadness upon hearing Su Ran’s words, and with a somewhat bitter glance at Wen Peipei, she lowered her head.
“Xinyan took the trouble to get the invitation for you; what kind of attitude is that?”
Wen Peipei’s face darkened, glaring at Su Ran with displeasure.
Su Ran casually tossed her chopsticks onto the table and leaned back in her chair lazily.
“Oh, is that so? Thank you for her kindness. Since that’s the case, I won’t be attending the Qin family banquet. Take it and give it to those who would appreciate your good intentions!”
Su Xinyan’s face slightly changed, a trace of panic flashing in her beautiful eyes. She looked at Wen Peipei helplessly, her expression anxious.
“You… Su Ran, don’t bite the hand that feeds you.”
Wen Peipei slammed the table and shouted, her shrewd eyes full of rage, but Su Ran caught a glimpse of panic in them.
These were her relatives!
It was just as well; she had long since abandoned any illusions about them.
“Hmm, after all these years of not knowing what’s good for me, it’s hard for you to realize it now.”
Su Ran stood up, the chair scraping the floor with a “screech” as she moved.
She dug out a few hundred-yuan bills from her bag, placed them under the chopstick rest, and left without hesitation.
Wen Peipei was so angered that she was momentarily at a loss for words. By the time her fury had begun to subside, Su Ran was nowhere in sight.