âYou mean luck?â Murong Qingyan looked at Murong Qingxue and gave a brittle laugh, âThatâs also my ability even if I won with my good luck. Donât forget luck is a part of ability. Do you keep pestering me because you are jealous of my luck?â
âYouââ Hearing Murong Qingyanâs answer without politeness, Murong Qingxue was so angry that she could hardly speak.
However, Murong Qingxue was so tactful that she held back her anger promptly, saying with gentle smile, âWhy did you say that, sister? Iâm just worried about you.â
âMurong Qingxue, stop acting.â Murong Qingyan shook her head with a sneer, âThough weâre sisters, everyone knows what relationship is like. If you really treat me as your sister, there wouldnât have been so many troubles.â
Many people were disgusted with Murong Qingyanâs words, because in their opinions Murong Qingxue was just showing care for her sister, but her sister, Murong Qingyan didnât feel grateful, and that woman satirized her instead.
âMurong Qingyan, stop being mean to Xueâer. Sheâs kind enough to persuade you.â Nangong Ye said to Murong Qingyan disgustedly.
Nangong Ye always thought Murong Qingyan said so because of annulment of the engagement. He clearly knew Murong Qingyanâs admiration for him so he was sure what Murong Qingyan did to Xueâer was because she was unsatisfied with the annulment, so she vented her anger on Xueâer.
âMurong Qingyan, youâre jealous of Qingxue for she gets my brotherâs love.â Nangong Shanshan who had been a looker-on walked to Murong Qingyan, said disgustedly, âA good-for-nothing with an ugly face. How could you deserve my brotherâs love!â
Murong Qingxue felt speechless. Why did they mention Nangong Ye? They probably thought she still loved Nangong Ye so she was mean to Murong Qingxue. But the fact was that she wasnât the former Murong Qingyan and she had no affection for Nangong Ye.
âIâm not interested in your brother at all.â Looking at Nangong Shanshan, Murong Qingyan said with a sneer, âI just told her the fact. The lots have been drawn but Murong Qingxue stood in my way, even wanted me to quit the competition. Isnât she jealous of my good luck?â
With this Murong Qingyan turned around and looked at Murong Qingxue who felt herself aggrieved, a smile of profound meaning rising from her mouth, âMurong Qingxue, isnât it because you fear of being defeated by my good luck so you are turning to the redundant actions?â
Hearing these outrageous remarks, Murong Qingxue was angry.
People around were also speechless seeing the way she carried on without any self-knowledge. Even a three-year-old child wouldnât believe that Murong Qingyan could defeat Murong Qingxue.
Murong Qingyan really had good luck so she reached the fourth game. But luck was no match for strength. Murong Qingxue had reached the top of the initial stage of the Foundation level and was about to reach the mid-term stage. How could Murong Qingyan, a good-for nothing be a match for her.
Translator: Sissy That Walk
âYou mean luck?â Murong Qingyan looked at Murong Qingxue and gave a brittle laugh, âThatâs also my ability even if I won with my good luck. Donât forget luck is a part of ability. Do you keep pestering me because you are jealous of my luck?â
âYouââ Hearing Murong Qingyanâs answer without politeness, Murong Qingxue was so angry that she could hardly speak.
However, Murong Qingxue was so tactful that she held back her anger promptly, saying with gentle smile, âWhy did you say that, sister? Iâm just worried about you.â
âMurong Qingxue, stop acting.â Murong Qingyan shook her head with a sneer, âThough weâre sisters, everyone knows what relationship is like. If you really treat me as your sister, there wouldnât have been so many troubles.â
Many people were disgusted with Murong Qingyanâs words, because in their opinions Murong Qingxue was just showing care for her sister, but her sister, Murong Qingyan didnât feel grateful, and that woman satirized her instead.
âMurong Qingyan, stop being mean to Xueâer. Sheâs kind enough to persuade you.â Nangong Ye said to Murong Qingyan disgustedly.
Nangong Ye always thought Murong Qingyan said so because of annulment of the engagement. He clearly knew Murong Qingyanâs admiration for him so he was sure what Murong Qingyan did to Xueâer was because she was unsatisfied with the annulment, so she vented her anger on Xueâer.
âMurong Qingyan, youâre jealous of Qingxue for she gets my brotherâs love.â Nangong Shanshan who had been a looker-on walked to Murong Qingyan, said disgustedly, âA good-for-nothing with an ugly face. How could you deserve my brotherâs love!â
Murong Qingxue felt speechless. Why did they mention Nangong Ye? They probably thought she still loved Nangong Ye so she was mean to Murong Qingxue. But the fact was that she wasnât the former Murong Qingyan and she had no affection for Nangong Ye.
âIâm not interested in your brother at all.â Looking at Nangong Shanshan, Murong Qingyan said with a sneer, âI just told her the fact. The lots have been drawn but Murong Qingxue stood in my way, even wanted me to quit the competition. Isnât she jealous of my good luck?â
With this Murong Qingyan turned around and looked at Murong Qingxue who felt herself aggrieved, a smile of profound meaning rising from her mouth, âMurong Qingxue, isnât it because you fear of being defeated by my good luck so you are turning to the redundant actions?â
Hearing these outrageous remarks, Murong Qingxue was angry.
People around were also speechless seeing the way she carried on without any self-knowledge. Even a three-year-old child wouldnât believe that Murong Qingyan could defeat Murong Qingxue.
Murong Qingyan really had good luck so she reached the fourth game. But luck was no match for strength. Murong Qingxue had reached the top of the initial stage of the Foundation level and was about to reach the mid-term stage. How could Murong Qingyan, a good-for nothing be a match for her.