Jiang Moxi walked slowly over and just so happened to hear Lai Xueer's rant about the BMW and the bicycle. She casually took out a small mirror from her bag and placed it in front of Lai Xueer.
"Take a good look at yourself now, in no position to argue whether you're crying in a BMW or laughing on a broken bicycle. He really just wanted to help you, it has nothing to do with anything else..."
Lai Xueer quickly saw herself in the mirror; not only was her face bruised and swollen, but she also had two streaks of blood dripping from her nose, making her appearance completely unrecognizable and especially ridiculous.
Even she despised her own appearance, so what about others?
But even with a deep understanding of her current state, Lai Xueer still liked to shift the blame for her misfortune onto others.
"It's you, both of you!"
She pointed at Jiang Moxi and Ling Ye, her voice full of accusation.
