Bai Qinghao held Fang Xinxin's waist with one hand and gently caressed her hair with his other. "It's late in the evening. My little wife, Xinxin, is definitely hungry. Although your second sister's cooking skill isn't as good as that of a maid's, it doesn't seem to be too bad. Why don't you have some?"
Fang Manxue's heart was swollen up with indignation!
Little wife! Did Fang Xinxin, the ugly trash, have the right to be addressed that way by Bai Qinghao? What infuriated her even more was that he was giving the food she personally made to this bitch!
The pig head does not have the right!
She suddenly understood the reason behind his actions. Previously, she had said that Fang Xinxin was only Bai Qinghao's fiancée, and that they weren't married yet. Bai Qinghao was clearly slapping her in the face by responding this way.
She was angered to the point of wanting to kill someone!
"Sure."
