"Everything has already been done. I don't wish to listen to anyone's lecture." Bai Jingrou appeared numb.
She turned to Bai Qinghao and watched as he wrapped his arms gently around Fang Xinxin. She suddenly said, "Cousin, is Fang Xinxin really that great? It's been so many years. Is she really so wonderful that your eyes never turned in my direction even once?"
"Do you wish to know why?" Bai Qinghao's voice was cold and heavy. It did not hold the slightest feelings for her.
"Why?" Bai Jingrou wanted to know this too much.
A hint of disdain flashed past Bai Qinghao's dark and distant gaze. "Because you're dirty. No matter how refined or graceful you act, you can never conceal the greed and filth in your soul."
"Hahaha, hahaha!" Bai Jingrou burst into laughter. Her voice was filled with misery.
Bai Qinghao found her laughter a horrid noise. "Servants, seal her lips up!"
