Liu Yilan finally understood, and it was all she could do not to point to her own nose and call herself a fool. Her face flushed red, her brows knitted tightly, she held back her anger and said, "Are you really so fearless?"
Yang PeiMin shook her head, doubting how someone with her intelligence had gotten into university. She looked at Yilan with some pity and said, "Those two kids really are my friend's. I don't know how you came to think they were my stepdaughters."
She was indeed curious. Was it written on her face or something?
She couldn't help but want to laugh again…
Liu Yilan's face was stern. "If it weren't for a second marriage, how could a country girl like you have such a good life? Meat for every meal, all nice clothes on your bed? And even smearing on face cream?"
Yang PeiMin sat back down at the dining table, deciding to talk to her. So what if she came from the countryside? Did that step on Yilan's toes?
