"No grievances, no enmity?"
Jian Qingqing seemed to have heard the funniest joke, letting out a cold and malicious laugh that made Shi Nuan's skin crawl.
"Ha, no grievances, no enmity. Shi Nuan, I despise you, I hate you, I wish you dead right now, and you think we have no grievances, no enmity?"
Shi Nuan found it baffling, "Jian Qingqing, are you out of your mind?"
Jian Qingqing seemed lost in her thoughts, with a somewhat dazed expression, "It appears those who are blessed by fate are the most naive. You did nothing, just came into this world, and you have everything. Look at you, how happy you are, unlike me, who lives every day in fear, afraid everything will vanish into thin air."
Shi Nuan burst out laughing, "Jian Qingqing, are you joking? You are the granddaughter of Leader, which of us is truly blessed? Don't forget, you once looked down on me, calling me an abandoned girl!"
