Tang Wutong was so angry she nearly stamped her feet.
There was no helping it. Tang Wutong might have had a more spoiled, willful temper, but when it came to verbal sparring, Wang Dong'er left her a hundred and eight thousand miles behind.
Even when Tang Wutong got angry, all she could do was get angry for a moment.
"Don't look at me like that. I'm not targeting you. Rules are rules. I can't very well be the first to break them. It's precisely because you're my older sister that I can't cover for you."
"I'm the second sister of this household now. No, the eldest sister... no, that's not right either... anyway, with my standing, I absolutely can't make exceptions for you. Otherwise, the other sisters will start talking." Wang Dong'er spread her hands.
She really wasn't making things difficult for Tang Wutong. Even Wang Qiu'er had to show Wang Dong'er some respect in front of outsiders.
Of course, she had deliberately said all that specifically to get under Tang Wutong's skin.
Even though Tang Wutong was no longer as annoying as when they first met, Wang Dong'er still habitually crossed swords with her. It seemed to have become a habit.
"Wang Dong'er, don't push me too far!" Tang Wutong was angry. Wang Dong'er had made her eat dirt time and again, and it felt awful.
So far, every contest she had fought against Wang Dong'er had ended in defeat.
And she had yet to make Wang Dong'er suffer even once.
"I'm not bullying you. Huo Yun'er is the one bullying you. How would I dare bully you? You're my dear big sister." Wang Dong'er giggled.
Seeing that she couldn't possibly win an argument with Wang Dong'er, Tang Wutong wisely shut her mouth.
She would ask Qian Ran herself