"Aaaaaah, this is unfair, unfair!!" A shrill female voice echoed through the villa. It was Si Ting, who had once again come before Song Juyao to draw cards. Si Ting's eyes were bloodshot, her expression twisted with rage, and the hatred she felt toward Song Juyou reached the heavens.
"You're biased! You favor Si Jiao, you're unfair! Unfair!!"
Qi Jiaping, who had come with Si Ting, was scared to death. He hurriedly tried to restrain the frenzied woman. “Calm down… please forgive us, please forgive us…”