She decided to look Xia Yu up.
Just as she made her decision, she found out that Pei Ziheng had already given her her punishment, apparently by getting somebody to push her down the stairs as well. She had broken two of her ribs and was lying in the hospital, looking pathetic as it is.
Her face turned into an awful grimace upon seeing Xia Ling. "Ye Xingling, are you here to mock me?"
Xia Ling looked at her coldly and condescendingly. "Yes, I'm here to mock you, so what?" There was no need to be civil with people like her — the nicer she was, the more she would be taken advantage of by Xia Yu. The best way to tackle her was to thumb her down harshly.
"You should be counting your blessings, Xia Yu," Xia Ling said. "The child is alright despite your doing. If anything actually happened to the child, do you think we could settle the score with just two broken ribs?"