"Sister, are you drinking here?" As soon as I heard this soft and gentle tone, I knew who it was.

  Ji Xiaoli helplessly looked over and indeed saw Ji Xuewei walking over, with a few brainless fans following alongside her.

  Brain-dead fans are all in their twenties, with the identity of a wealthy family's daughter, and they all like to associate with weak women like Ji Xuewei, as if they think that Ji Xuewei is the most gentle woman in the world.

  Ji Xiaoli waved the champagne in her hand, as if she hadn't heard that sentence.

  Ji Xuewei let out a sound of surprise, then said: "Sister, are you not going to talk to me? I know that you're running away from home now because mom scolded you, but mom was just doing it for your own good. You don't even have a boyfriend yet, and you're already staying out all night, mom is worried that if you keep this up, you'll never find a man, so she said those things to you... Sister, do you really want to cut ties like this?"

  "Sister, don't you want Xuewei anymore?"

  Ji Xuewei is indeed a natural-born actress, and as soon as she finished saying that, tears gushed out of her eyes, dripping onto the floor.

  Ji Xiaoli's eyes widened in surprise, seemingly not expecting this girl to turn the dead into the living and the fake into the real. She frowned slightly, somewhat impatiently: "Are you done yet? I'm still alive! Are you mourning my death?"

  "Sister! How can you say that? I know you also like Qin Zong, but Qin Zong is my boyfriend and we're almost engaged... Even if you like him, I won't give him to you, after all he loves me. Sister, don't be so good to me, okay?"

  That's enough already.

  Ji Xiaoli's head was about to explode, her ears were filled with Ji Xuewei's sobbing sounds, and a cold smile flashed at the corner of her mouth: "Then what do you think I should do to you?"

  "Don't play the poor me card on me, it really doesn't suit you! Seeing you like this, I truly feel disgusted!"

  Bang!

  A slap came over.

  Ji Xiaoli gazed coldly at the person who had just slapped her, that person seemingly thinking they were doing a good deed for the people. In their eyes, Ji Xiaoli was an evil sister with no redeeming qualities, while Ji Xuewei was a kind and innocent younger sister who was being bullied by her evil older sister.

  "Luli, why did you hit my sister?" Ji Xuewei blinked her eyes, and there seemed to be incredulous shock in her pupils.

  Situ Liuli shielded Ji Xuewei beside her and said, "She's bullying you like this, yet you still reason with her. How silly! You should be like me, give her a slap to wake her up!"

  "But..."

  "There's nothing to say! This ungrateful woman should have been beaten long ago! Auntie has worked hard to raise her for so many years, but she is just a white-eyed wolf!" Si Tu Qiu Li said angrily.

  Ji Xiaoli sneered and didn't say anything else, but the pain on her face still felt scorching... She narrowed her eyes and coldly swept a glance at Ji Xuewei standing beside Si Tu Quli.

  He exerted himself to the utmost.

  Slap it over!

  The voice is not loud, but the people who hear it are absolutely few, yet the force is full and complete!

  "I've been wanting to slap you for a long time! Yes, I don't easily provoke anyone! But remember this: if someone dares to trample on my head, I will definitely return it twofold!"

  She was about to leave without looking back, when Situ QiongLing suddenly threw the butter cake on the table directly at her feet...

  Ji Xiaoli wore a pair of 10-centimeter high heels, and at this time her feet were completely stuck to the butter, slippery... if she wasn't careful, her body would lose its balance.

  "Ah..."

  In the midst of the chaos, she wasn't thrown off like a dog eating shit, but was instead tightly wrapped in someone's arms...

  Closing her eyes.

  She could hear the familiar low voice of a man whispering in her ear.

  "This is the third time, little girl, don't you think this is fate?"