Xia Xingyan had planned all this to humiliate her. She felt disgusted. It was like she had discarded something, which was picked up and treasured by someone, who came back to her flaunting. “This is not my home? Is this your home?” “Xia Xingyan, do you like to take things that I don’t want? Is the second-hand useful?” Xia Xingcheng ...