"It seems the skills in bed of little sister are indeed remarkable, coaxing Mr. Fu into spending so much money despite his age. As her elder sister, I truly feel ashamed of my inadequacy." Qiao Yin's gaze fell on Qiao Mo's lake-blue dress, instantly recognizing its expensive price.
Qiao Mo chuckled softly and said lightly, "I wouldn't dare claim to be remarkable, but it's surely a few notches better than sister. You've practiced for so many years with little improvement."
Qiao Yin instinctively thought she was saying her own dress couldn't compare and felt a flash of resentment in her eyes, "Ha! Qiao Mo, you're really getting more shameless by the day!"
Qiao Mo smiled slightly, "Yes, that's why I envy sister. I'm curious how you maintain your face to be so thick-skinned."
"You—!" Qiao Yin was infuriated, choked into speechlessness.
