He thought to himself that Young Master must have finally grown sick of Fang Xinxin's ugliness and finally changed his taste.
This was also good.
His young master was as noble as a god. Ever since he found Fang Xinxin, the ugly thing, countless people had begun to secretly take him as a joke.
It was only that they feared Young Master's power and did not dare to admit to it openly.
There was no need to worry any more now that he was with a different woman.
Fang Xinxin felt nearly all the air in her lungs being used up. She was about to lose her consciousness the way she had the first time Bai Qinghao kissed her.
Bai Qinghao noticed something amiss and begrudgingly released her. He received the cup from her shaky grip and took a sip.
His lips slowly curved up into a faint smile. The taste of the tea from a cup she had kissed was indeed different. It was slightly sweet!
