Yuan Qin forcibly suppressed the impulse to take action.
She looked at Gu Shengyin and sneered, "I didn't expect our third sister to get smarter, not stupid, after a fever."
Gu Shengyin still had a smiling face, "Sister Yuan Qin, you flatter me. Intelligence is something that only shines through in comparison."
After saying this, she was satisfied to see Yuan Qin's face turning from iron blue to a shade of purple.
Gu Shengyin said to the system, "System, what do you think is the likelihood that Yuan Qin, with her narrow-mindedness, might die of anger because of me?"
System: "..."
Host, you've changed, really. You're no longer the pure and genuine host I once knew.
Yuan Qin squeezed a gap into the solid wood armrest beside her.
She coldly said, "Third sister, your tongue has gotten a lot sharper. But just having a sharp tongue isn't useful, what's crucial is talent. Don't you agree?"
Her intention was to provoke Gu Shengyin.
