Su Qingning was furious, but the pain in her heart was even worse. If it had been outsiders kicking her while she was down, she might have been able to bear it. But this was Su Qingfeng, her own cousin.
When they were children, whatever her father bought for her, he would buy a second for Su Qingfeng. Su Qingfeng's first apartment, her first car, even her tuition fees—Su Qingning's father had paid for them all. How could she not feel a shred of gratitude?
Looking at Su Qingfeng's arrogant demeanor, Su Qingning took several deep breaths, trying not to cry. Su Qingning truly wasn't one to cry easily; the hardships of life had forged her into an incredibly strong woman. But at this moment, her heart truly ached.
"You two should leave. I don't want to see you anymore!" Su Qingning said, holding back her sorrow.
