Chapter 19
Han Xiaowan stopped smiling . Tang Mo'er's words broke her innocent mask and she revealed a murderous expression . "Tang Mo'er, do you know why I hate you so much?"
"I know," Tang Mo'er nodded her head and shrugged . "Although we are stepsisters with different fathers, the same blood flows in our bodies to some extent . I've always been better than you in everything . If I was the beautiful flower, then you'd be the forgotten leaf . Of course you would be jealous and mad with envy . It's natural for you to hate me . I understand . That is why you're constantly coveting my things and trying to snatch them away . "
Her dismissive manner was even more infuriating . Han Xiaowan clenched her fists tightly, her nails forming crescent moons in her palm, and her eyes burned with hatred . She hated Tang Mo'er whenever she behaved like this . She was incredibly arrogant just because she was the mayor's daughter .
She didn't understand why Tang Mo'er had to exist in this world . Why? Just as Tang Mo'er had mentioned, Tang Mo'er had outshone Han Xiaowan and received all the attention . Han Xiaowan was always, always, merely a supporting character to the female lead, Tang Mo'er .
She was indignant, she wanted to snatch away everything that Tang Mo'er had owned . She needed to defeat Tang Mo'er to prove her own worth .
"Tang Mo'er, you've always been like this growing up . Whenever I've taken something away from you, you would never show even the tiniest hint of sorrow or shed a single tear, even if you were truly hurt . I actually do pity you, your mayor father doesn't care for you and your mother doesn't love you . Even Su Zhe belongs to me now . Other than arrogance, what else do you have? Do you have anyone who loves you?"
Tang Mo'er paused at the vindictive words, her thoughts grinding to a halt . Her eyes fixed at a point on Han Xiaowan's face without blinking, as though she had gone into a trance .
Han Xiaowan lifted the corner of her lips, clearly pleased . She knew that she had hit Tang Mo'er where it hurt . She was arrogant because there was no one left who loved her .
She took a few slow, graceful steps in front of Tang Mo'er, chiding her in her sickly sweet voice, "Sister, why did you release photographs of Su Zhe and I kissing, instead of just coming inside the villa directly to confront us? Did you seriously think that I would be destroyed from those leaked photographs? You're too naive, Su Zhe is now my boyfriend and he's the president of Prevailing Entertainment . He's also the young master of the Su Family . With his protection, how are you going to hurt me?"
Pacing around Tang Mo'er like a preying shark, she continued to sneer, "This game has just begun, do you really think that you've already won?"
Tang Mo'er felt as if she was being entangled by a poisonous snake, listening to Han Xiaowan's malicious words . She suddenly realized there was more to the meeting today than she had expected . "You're not only here to show off, what are your true intentions?"
"Ha," Han Xiaowan barked out a strange laugh, then grabbed onto Tang Mo'er's tiny hand, her grip a firm vice . "Sister, I'm sorry, I've truly realized my mistake…"
Tang Mo'er wanted to laugh when she saw a sudden change in Han Xiaowan's attitude . She instantly transformed from being arrogant to a pitiful victim . Han Xiaowan was truly a star actress, her acting was so great that she could receive an endorsement as the number one pretentious b*tch in the world .
"Let go of me!" Tang Mo'er shouted coldly, trying to wring her wrist out of Han Xiaowan's grasp .
"I'm sorry, sister . " Han Xiaowan had started crying while apologizing, looking even more pitiful . A few curious onlookers were looking over at them .
Tang Mo'er then withdrew her tiny hand with some force, flinging her wrist out of Han Xiaowan's tight grip .
"Ah!" Han Xiaowan let out a piercing scream before she stepped backwards into nothingness and fell down the stairs .
Tang Mo'er's black pupils contracted when she realized that Han Xiaowan was ruthless, even to herself . There were around 20 steps on the flight of stairs and the way her body fell backwards, compounded by the hard impacts… it made such a huge ruckus that it was likely she would suffer more than a light injury .
Han Xiaowan fell to the bottom of the stairs, her face full of blood and her body twisted and full of bloody scratches by the time she hit the bottom .
"Ah, someone's fallen down the stairs!" The shoppers in the mall quickly crowded around them, forming a chattering mess of spectators .
"Isn't that Han Xiaowan? Oh my gosh! Tang Mo'er pushed Han Xiaowan down the stairs, hurry up and use your cell phones to film it!"
It was a complete pandemonium .
Too many people were rushing around erratically, and in the chaos, someone had pushed Tang Mo'er hard, shoving her delicate waist into the sharp edge of the staircase . The sharp pain from the collision made her wince and she let out an involuntary moan from the pain .
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