But for the past six months, she had bent over backward for Qi Lan, swallowing her pride, never arguing, never fighting back. It had done nothing to soften the woman’s heart. In Qi Lan’s eyes, Yun Xinyue could do no wrong, while any kindness from her was surely a sign of some ulterior motive. - Qi Lan stormed into the Huo residence in a fury. She smashed two priceless vases in the foyer, but it wa