Xiqiu suddenly shed her usual weakness, quickly walked a few steps, grabbed Tong Xiyang's hand, and her face had turned cold: "Third Sister, don't forget, this is the Wujin Bo Mansion. We are both daughters of the Tong Mansion. If you do something, we all have to bear the consequences for you. If Eldest Sister wants to compete, there are many ways to do it, but don't do anything that disgraces the Tong Mansion and drags us down."
Tong Xiyang tried to shake off her hand several times but could not. Her face showed anger: "Let go!" She gritted her teeth as she spoke: "Bear the consequences? Then why are you here, little sister? Don't laugh at me for something you're also doing, hypocrite!"
Xiqiu was unwilling to say more to her, exerted some strength: "Hypocritical or sincere, everything shall wait until we return home to discuss!"
