Upon hearing Ning Wan's words, Ning Yan'er almost couldn't help but start cursing directly, but she forcefully stopped herself, because she knew that if she started cursing Ning Wan recklessly, her image would definitely be ruined.
If they were at the Ning Family's old house, she definitely wouldn't let Ning Wan off so easily and would surely torture this little bitch harshly.
But right now they were inside a mall, surrounded by people, and quite a few were already looking in their direction.
Having managed to get together with Xi Mohan, she has too much to consider.
Biting her lip slightly, Ning Yan'er squinted her eyes slightly at Ning Wan's palm-sized face, finding it more glaring the longer she looked. After a while, she spat out fiercely, "Ning Wan, all you know is how to win a verbal argument."
Ning Wan, "..." If it's not a verbal argument, should I be fighting physically with you?
