"Slut, how dare you say in front of me that Xu Xiuxiu is pretty? What right does she have to be compared to me? I'm a thousand, no, ten thousand times more beautiful than her. Are all of you blind or what?" Lu Xiangxiang angrily retorted against what Xu Jingjing had said.
In these days, Lu Xiangxiang had been particularly sensitive. Every time she was compared to Xu Xiuxiu, she would get extremely agitated.
Idiot! You compare yourself to my sister with that ugly mug, what a joke! Xu Jingjing gave Lu Xiangxiang a disdainful look, "Yes, your skin is indeed a thousand, no, ten thousand times thicker in shamelessness than my sister's, I completely agree with you." Xu Jingjing nodded and crossed her arms, sarcastically mocking Lu Xiangxiang's self-righteousness.
