Although Bai Jingrou's words were casually spoken, Fang Xinxin understood her hint that she was not good enough for Bai Qinghao.
She picked up one of the teacups on the table and took a sip of the piping hot tea. The taste was faintly sweet and its scent lingered in her mouth. This was the taste of a premium grade Bi Luo Chun Tea.
"Good tea," Fang Xinxin murmured. She had no intention of responding to Bai Jingrou.
However, Bai Jingrou did not notice this. A hint of arrogance flashed past her expression. "By the way, you should really congratulate me." She continued on her own. "As the Bai family's adopted daughter, though my position is valuable for its affiliation with the Bai family, I do not actually have any blood relations with them. To my surprise, a while ago, my relatives finally located me. I really did not expect myself to be Long Group's old director's granddaughter…"
