Lin Piaoxue gritted her teeth, forcing a stiff smile onto her face, and said, "No need to thank me, it's my pleasure."

Lin Qinghuan blew a kiss to Lin Piaoxue and said, "Sister, I really love you to death. I hope you will continue to love me."

Lin Piaoxue clenched her fist tightly and then relaxed it, pulling her mother to help her pack.

Lin Qinghuan laughed triumphantly. Oh my! She was now a vicious supporting female character, but it felt so good to be the bad guy.

If I don't go to hell, who will? Being a good person is too stifling; let her be the bad guy.

Lin Qinghuan hummed a cheerful tune, feeling like she was floating on air.

Lin Piaoxue and her mother stopped packing and looked at the elated Lin Qinghuan, their expressions turning even more unpleasant.

Lin Qinghuan caught a glimpse of it, and couldn't help but twist her body a few times, her smile deepening, and her humming becoming even louder.

Happiness is indeed built on the suffering of others, but Lin Qinghuan felt no guilt whatsoever.

Lin Qinghuan and Lin Piaoxue spoke quite loudly, and everyone outside the courtyard heard them. Everyone had different expressions, but they all had the same thought: Lin Qinghuan's mouth was venomous; it could make the dead jump out of their coffins.

Wei Xiao rubbed his chin. That brat Lin Qinghuan was infuriating. Maybe he could talk to her and let her provoke his second aunt. He could even give her some reward.

Thinking of this, Wei Xiao smiled. He was inexplicably looking forward to the exciting life Lin Qinghuan would have after coming to the Wei family.