Chapter 16

Aderyn reacted quickly, so angry that she couldn't hold her smile. She looked at Athach and said with grievance, "Sister still loves Peyman, so you are jealous. If you don't want to bless us, why curse us?" Athach bowed her head and played with her mobile phone, without looking up: "Garbage with trash can, I have nothing to be jealous of." Garbage with garbage cans. This sentence, let Aderyn sweet wronged face, suddenly can't hold on. She couldn't wait to slap Athach severely. Aderyn's heart was blocked: "How many women are envious of my sister's marriage to Conlin? Apart from his appearance and personality, Conlin should not lose to Peyman, right?" Athach was editing a text message, and when she heard these words, her fingers paused. Think of that beautiful, noble and ascetic man. She hooked her lips slightly and her voice was cold: "Peyman Hards doesn't deserve to be compared with him." Aderyn stared at Athach and said, "It seems that sister is very satisfied with Conlin, a