Xia Wenjin's face darkened instantly upon hearing Xia Wenyan's words.
She frowned, "What do you mean?"
Xia Wenyan shrugged, "Just what it sounds like, Brother Pei is a nice guy, and I'm afraid some people might try to take advantage of him for their own benefit."
As he spoke, he patted Pei Huai on the shoulder and pointed at Xia Wenjin, "Brother Pei, look at her, she's the ultimate green tea bitch. Just a slight droop of her eyelids, playing the victim, and there'll be dumbasses rushing to defend her without her lifting a finger. She's best at playing innocent and kind—three parts tranquil times, seven parts weak and defenseless, using the remaining ninety percent for moral blackmail."
"Xia Wenyan! You're going too far!" Xia Wenjin, exposed on the spot, clearly couldn't save face.
Her fingers trembled as she pointed at Xia Wenyan, seemingly quite angered.
